She vanished just as the year ended like the she was gone her bright red hair her blue eyes all of it only know remembered in fragments I could still feel her warmth as if she never left but now there's was an empty spark inside me one that had a match but refused to light nothing was the same any more her laughter her smile her eyes her stare that could make you lose your place in life like a book but now in this book the very cover is gone why did this have to be this way why did I have to be this way my poor feather off in the wind your gone but I still feel your softness how light you made my heart but no more will this be here no longer will I feel your stare, yIur touch, your radiant smile of all the things that were divine you were the one thing that was my religion my breath my voice my view, my muse but like the holidays with the new years your gone and now I'm gone as well as part of me is with you I'm still pre but not still here but gone what will I ever do with myself