You pulled me out of the sky,
and put my feet on the ground.
You gave me the freedom to be me.
I made you laugh.
Together we created something warm,
and comfortable, homey.
The time apart was too long. My love faded.
Would this story be different if you had visited?
You held me together.
Now I have to hold myself together.
Once I am gone, will this place feel less inviting?
Can it be a home without you?
My light will go on shining,
but I will miss being whole with you.