A Missing Piece

Blindsided, torn apart,

With a fractured, broken heart,

What am I here for?

My life is strewn across the floor,

Like a jigsaw puzzle with a missing piece,

Will I ever be at ease,

With the anguish inside of me,

For the picture that will never be?

The old picture that was you,

Was what I wanted, not something new;

I love you more than I can say,

And every day you've been away,

Leaves an empty space,

That nothing can ever replace;

Help me build my life anew,

Make it possible for me to do.

With God's help and all your love,

Show me what I am capable of,

That a new picture, while not the old,

Can still be worthwhile to hold;

Even though your body died,

I feel you always by my side,

The memory of our time together,

Will live with me forever.