Memories

Another poem.  Oddly enough, I wrote this on 9/11 apparently.  I emailed it to myself (my method of saving at the time).  

I'm left with memories
Of us holding hands
Making plans
To be together
Forever
But now
I'm just left with
Trying to understand
How this could be
Why did you leave me
In the cold
All alone
No support
Grasping at memories
Memories that betray me
Reminding me of
Everything we had
Things we did
Moments we shared
Our past tells me
Our love should have survived
It wouldn't die
It was endless
Beautiful
As bright as the sun
It warmed my soul
Gave me hope
Showed me the way
But now
I only have the memories