Unfilled Void

Gravitational pull between souls
connects by blood coursing through veins.
Heart's whispers are not always verbalized,
but is forever sprinkled among members.

Life's purpose may be scraped from your fingertips,
and vacant black holes will scatter upon your soul.
Devastation's despair becomes daily feelings
and you wonder whether it will ever get better.

Once that piece has been removed
fog replaces clarity and nothing makes sense anymore.
Soul has forever been changed from epic love felt;
no one can ever begin to replace that connection.

Tears will dry and cease dripping from the chin,
but sadness will always permeate your being.
Salty cries are too unbearable to continue throughout grief.
This doesn't mean the darkened void has filled.

Smiles will plaster faces once more in time,
but the gravitational connection will still pull upon the heart.
Reminders will spark adoration with each thought
as memories of laughter play like movies upon cerebrum.