No more

No more the scent of your hair. No more wondering why you suddenly wake up in the night tossing suddenly, shouting some words before falling asleep again. No more whispering in your ear as you dream. No more the kiss on your forehead and eyebrows. No more listening, no more hearing. No more wondering how I could stop your tears. Everything is now the past, and it is another country that is disappearing beneath the horizon, as we journey on. Love is gone, and nothing remains.