Silent heart beating...

I have a silent heart beating.
It keeps pounding and screaming yet it remains nothing but a silent heart beating.
I have a silent heart beating.
Caged in this trampled body, bruised and hurt it wants to scream and cry but a silent heart beating it will remain.

Gone

 I remember coming to your house and running around, in wide spaces, 

I remember days spend making things with you, having fun but learning and growing at the same time.

I remember the soft stroke of your hands on my back through my hair as you calmed me, comforted me...

I remember so many good times, but little did I know of the time that was slipping by ..

Little did I know...

As I learned and laughed time became less, and more precious, I wish I knew... Could I have stopped it then, would you still be gone... 

Your hands grew more fragile your stokes gentlier with the passing of time... But I didn't notice, I didn't notice till it was too late, till you were gone...

And I miss you each and every one of you, you are my past but not my future, and I miss you in my present... 

I wish you were here to see who I grew up to be, I wish I could talk to you but I can't... I miss you.. I really wish you weren't just gone!!!