Lost Ones

When ones who are close to us leave–
The scent of flowers in the wind lessens,
The taste of sugar on our tongues softens,
The shapes of life on our fingertips turns vague,
Sunlight fails to warm our frozen hearts,
The rushing waves of our mind crawl over our shores,
The love in us dims,
We become scared of giving it again,
To lose it again,
But once we meet a soul that forces it out of us,
We see that the ones who are close never left.