maybe this is just for me,
and maybe I'm just talking to the wind,
but I hope you remember somehow, somewhere that I loved you so.
I'm trying to honor you with blind hands so that what we lived for together will echo you forever.
you'll never be back. I wouldn't want you to.
love will find me, or I will find it. either way it'll be there in a designed time, perfectly, strong and ready.
I look at pictures of your face.
I see life and love as it should be complete, whole, beautiful.
And so, I echo your loving sentiment; I thank my God in all my remembrance of you.