Reflections

the reflection of your face remains inside my heart, with every step I take projected on some silhouette and yet, sadly they're not you the stars that shine sparkle hot on this vacancy I feel, within this realm of brokenness your memory flares, reminding me there is one missing, still within this lonely melody that strums along out of key, hauntingly I can not stop I can not rest until the symphony returns to bring the very best of me around again to taste that glorious vision shared, once told and yet to live...