(For my friend Seda)
To lose someone
Is to lose a piece of oneself
A void opens that is filled, in time
In a strange and beautiful way
Because love still resides there.
For love is stronger than death
And the empty place in the heart is filled by two things that never go away
The love we felt for the one who left
And the love that they felt for us
This is the gift wrapped in memories.
And our tears
Just cleanse our eyes to see
That the void is never really a void
But a home where love dwells.