Missing Piece

The cool scented breeze of the ocean hitting my face, my toes feeling the rough sand, and the warm sensation of my lover embracing my cold body. Those memories never leaving my head, making me feel empty. The deepest part of my soul, hoping, craving, for him to come back. How long has it been since his demise? Nothing has changed, the ocean's still salty, the sand is still here, the fish still swim, but, some how everything is different. The promises still linger in my heart, that he'll return and hold me once again. Everything of him just brings me false hope. Despair and longing fills my heart, stress and sadness fills my head, and loss fills my soul. The loss of my soul, greater than anything, my soul has lost its soul mate