Whole

Since you left, time and space,
The world is not a better place. 
I don't know what, it is you had,
but it's a miss very bad..
the birds still sing..
the flowers grow..
the Seasons turn..
it's nothing new...
We all revolve..
in a spin,
and new life will begin...
But the colours of my soul,
will be less vibrant knowing..
I shall not see you again..
by chance or moment,
destined..
Cherish the hours spent..
 time passes too quickly..
Slower in lament...