It’s difficult to remember you with clarity,

your face is but a shadow since you’ve gone,

you have left me with a feeling of emptiness, insanity

prevails as I think of you; the quick sprint in the Marathon.

You are missed as anniversaries are greeted at the back door

and the feeling of the incomplete fills my veins

the missing in life always leave a space that’s sore

I miss you in the ether now, your face, more losses, no gains.

But whose fault is it really that you are not here,