Sparkatale

Looking at the sky above
While hugging empty air
Reminds you of a fallen love
That is no longer there.

And when no one is around
To witness all your pain
Allow yourself the quiet sound
And let it begin to rain.

There is an empty space
Digging a hole into your heart.
Rivers of sadness on your face
With a spirit ripped apart.

Though it happened long ago
It never seems to fade.
Cannot help but let it show
In tears that warmly cascade.

Holding pictures in a frame
Staring with eyes that are blurred
Whispering a missing name
And the pain begins to stir...