Out of Sight

I haven’t seen you in years.
I forget what you look like.
You are quick to avoid mirrors
because beauty is out of sight.
I push through looking for you.
I try to find what’s out of sight.
I try to turn black skies to blue:
to let you know I am alright.
I search for what we once had;
I do my best to not be sad.
I know that you left before dawn,
right in the middle of our song.
After all these years, I remain
searching for love that heals pain.
You have been out of my sight,
but I know that I will be alright.
After many tries, I looked within –
to places that I have never been.
I found the ghosts of us smiling,
within myself, in a place of hiding.