No Answer

At night asleep, alone in my bed, I whisper… Remember a time back before you went away. We speak of these things, and in my heart, I ask you: Please tell me the things that made you go astray?   Your pain and my loss bind you to me, forever. If only you could see just what you left behind. Who better to trust but those you love and treasure? Where did you go and what did you hope to find?   “Do you know, sweet love, why people don’t live forever?” I ask you to speak by still there is no answer… Your loving daughter,  Roya