I'm standing still,
I've been calling you,
waiting for replies,
staring at the blank screen of Coronation Street,
seeing pain in our Maz's face,
looking on the map at Spain.


I walk through life,
I start to see less pain and remember,
your choir days,
washing our dirty camping gear,
your adventures,
and your fridge magnets.


I run through memories,
at your wedding,
at your house,
at yours and Steve's garden,
at your camper van
and even at your threats to cook us dinner!
I sprint and never forget you.