Walking with your ghost

The days have gone by so fast since I lost you. Days bleed to months, months bleed to years. These years never having much healing.. Constantly reminded of you, and the things we did. I can no longer remember your voice, nor can I imagine your embrace. Longing for the feeling of peace in your name. Wanting to seek closure, wanting to be able to move forward and let go of the pain I've all this time. Sometimes feeling comfort in the little things, but remembering all the times you called me your little mouse. Feeling a pang of sadness at the mention of it all. But alas I've found comfort in your memory, knowing how much I love you, and how you loved me.. Because I'll always be your little girl.