Home, you existed within.
We shared moments no one else could.
Walks, chats. The laughter.
Oh, the laughter.
Seconds, minutes, hours.
I lost track of time when I was with you.
When you left, part of me walked out with you.
Your spirit remains, a specter descending the stairs.
Your shoes used to sit by the door,
Always ready for a daily journey.
To say I miss you, would be a mistake.
I wish for your return.
Your specter haunts me,
I will heal,
With the linking of our souls, eternally.