I woke up today Your name on my lips. Your Eyes I miss. Thinking of the last time I saw you. I lived on those Minutes far longer than I care to admit. I don’t hold it against you I once replied. I don’t hold anything Against you then or now. Except the silence Hurts. I struggle to let go. This is a gift. I am proud of. This determination makes me Unable to give up When it counts. But I twist In the wind now.