ANOTHER DAY Almost every morning since you vanished into my memories I hear again from you... it is meaningful, warm, and comforting. I yearn to hold you closer than the words on this page Will allow. Will I ever see you again? Will I ever hold you again? Will our lips ever meet again? Will I ever feel you next to me Breathing Slowly and painfully I am ripping this bandaid off my heart and soul. I'll survive but you've gotten inside my very being in ways I would have never thought possible. How does this happen when so much of our brief few moments together should never have come to pass?