Wandering where you are.

A path’s been trampled through the streets
that line my fragile mind.
My search, thus far, yields nothing much.
I don’t know what to find.
 
You took your leave quite suddenly
without so much a word,
and took with you some  sacred part
that in my soul you stirred. 
Lonely spaces fill my mind
with gloom in every nook.
I wander through the darkness as 
I wonder what you took.
When suddenly a light comes on;
A thought to me occurs:
My heart lies trampled in the dust
of places we once were.