Incomplete and cold.

I look into her eyes,
But all I can see is your smile.

I feel her touch,
But all I can think of is your hands against mine.

She walks behind me,
But when I turn around I wish you where there.

I hear her voice,
But all that I have in my mind is your words.

I'm no longer myself,
But I'm all that I can be, When you are not here with me.

My thoughs are no longer my own,
But I hope you have to a happy place flown.