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i think of her always

not just when alone

i miss her eyes

brushing the hair from her face

i ache for her company

i miss her voice

her laugh

her kiss

how her body felt beneath my hands

i search the places that we met

i look for her at work

i watch her old house when i go past

i smile when i see her photo

or shed a tear

she came unexpected

we did not know the door we opened

wonderful beyond compare

my heart filled for the first time

she became part of me

magical moments shared

true love

but then she had to go

for she was not mine

and i am incomplete

but not lost for i have hope

my heart still overflows for her

there will always be a space kept

none have held it before

and none shall take it but her

my beautiful lady