a grey pallor rolls over the morning sky, 
as foggy as my own thoughts... 
unravelling me, rendering me helpless... 
hopeless... 
for they revolve around you... 

a pounding rain pours down on my windshield, 
blurring my vision, as do the tears 
i feel on my face... 
how did i reach this place? 

a gust of wind slams against my car... 
almost as fierce as the shudders 
that rip through my heart, 
as i think of how much i miss you... 

an icy breeze touches my neck, 
igniting a spasm of shivers... 
almost as if the ghost of your presence 
had suddenly embraced me... 

and then i am calm... 
half smiling... warmed 
by the lingering effects of that moment, 
and multitude of memories... 

but i still miss you too much, Love...