Forever Gone

I recall the last time that I saw you standing gracefully with a breeze gently blowing through your hair slowly steadily as you glanced towards my direction smiling happily carefree gladly greeting me embracing me firmly cheerfully awaiting impatiently excited to engage in a lengthy discourse. Now gone i live deprived omitted from existence relentlessly reminiscing mournful hopeless regretful of any actions that were left undone.