I\'m resigning myself to your absence,
I\' m forgetting how your mild voice sounds,
You\' re my gentle defeat and suppressor,
Without you I no longer feel ground.
Without you I am me , but just halfway,
I don\'t know if I\'m needed by someone.
You\' re my life\'s blessed and radiant Sunday,
Though I see losing you in the long run.
Tears wash away grief just for minutes,
Sleeping steals me from harsh circumstances.
Next to you I can feel: pain diminishes,
In the seconds of crossed loving glances .