Fourteen One more than thirteen And two more than one year. The days pass by fast for those who forget But for me feel excruciatingly long. I wait for you To awaken me, To walk through the door And to hold me again. My soul feels lost It weeps without its companion. You are gone physically But I hold you tight in my heart. I ask you to help me And to give me courage to join you. I know not of my future But dream you will come for me soon.