I can't feel the weight of you anymore

The heavy feeling of emptiness no longer pushes on my chest

 

But every so often

I'll think of your hands

One on the steering wheel

The other in mine

 

Every so often

I'll hear your voice

Loud like falling timber

But soft like rain

 

Every so often

I'll see your face

Faded slightly in my memory

But handsome all the same

 

Every so often 

I'll remember them

Unbroken and happy

Blissfully unaware

 

And every so often

I remember myself

So loved and unafraid

I was beautiful and unscathed.