I carry you with me.
You are in my heart,
A part of my being, my soul.
You are always there.
I carry you with me.
The necklace I wear,
Contains memories of you,
Deeply engrained.
I carry you with me.
Inked in my skin,
Black lines of love,
Tinged with sadness.
I carry you with me.
There has never been a day,
When you were not there,
We are part of the same whole.
(C) scribblenubbin 2015