A wounded heart

Everyday  that passes you feel far. The aches grow, my energy is weakened and my days are dark. The leaves age with the seasons and so do I terribly. There’s no sunlight to carry me through my days. The sunlight followed you as you walked away. The forecast that followed was severe thunderstorms with damage to everything in sight. My heart grieves you like a death. Events, traveling and activities to alter my mind and try to forget you. It refuses to exit.
- [x] Good morning sorrow , Good morning heartache I long for blue skies. You left wounds in my major organ. A ache that never leaves and a wound no one can heal. Indulging in life’s pleasures to feel good, but my mind always leads back to you. Daydreaming of rubbing your upper thigh and comforting you while you listen to me. Remembering happiness.
The forecast will forever be hazardous until the sun decides to show its peak. The sun is needed very much in this climate. Very missed and very loved.
Unpredictable sun.