Music To My Ears

You were ripped from this world and torn from my heart,

Leaving behind a cold void of devastation,

A gaping hole that nobody can ever fill,

Tearing my world apart,

When I always believed you were my forever!

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As I packed away your belongings, I found a little piece of us,

A CD that actually belonged to me,

One you quietly stole, and kept as your own —

While I always pondered the destination of that disc, not knowing whence I lost it.

**

But life goes on,

And there are times you disappear from my daily thoughts,

(Although never from my heart),

Until…….I hear those words, that forever remind me of you.

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‘He’s going to step on you again’,

Preferably at full volume,

But, it must be sung by The Party Boys,

To do our memories justice.

**

As the bass pounds, the guitar riffs,

And those words echo throughout the room,

A smile lights upon my face and you’re back in my world,

Just a music beat, a foot tap, a rock scream away.

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You, a Pavarotti fan of an age-old generation,

Mouthing the words to our rock song,

And for a second, in the space and time continuum,

My heart stops bleeding as our memories live on.

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I ‘stole’ back that disc; the case scratched and battered,

And as I touch it, it’s like holding your hand once again,

As I sit and listen, it’s like your warm arms cradle me back into the land of living,

Until my feet tap out our rhythm, my heart beats our tune, and I hear you call my name.

**

The song you left behind :

This poem has been written for Catharsis Chronicles (Medium Publication) February Competition.