Still

It is when I am alone that I miss you the most. When no one is looking, when there are no voices in my ear telling me to move on and let you go. When I am silent in the wee hours of the night, thats when I hear your words in my head. When my room is dark I see your face, in a crowd of people I see you when I am walking alone. I fear that this will never go away. I cling to it...its all I have left. I still can't believe you are gone. I miss you so much, still, always, forever.