Like something stitched together, reminiscent of a tapestry
Your absence is noted in everything I do
The threads of fate that wove my tapestry
The pieces spun together to make up my life
For better or worse, those pieces remain
But each day, the threads grow longer
New additions to the tapestry are added
The new threads change my life
The pieces change the whole
Different stitches, a different whole
I note the absence, I see the whole, I watch the threads

Each thread from my past remains
Each time a thread was sundered
Additions were woven in to begin anew
A new frame of life
New pieces, tied with the old, to change the whole

The absences have gone through me
New and brilliant colors have been woven in
I have not forgotten, where the fading threads have been sundered
Fates threads simply made new patterns