Echo of this silence

When I lose you, my love
I am scared, not of
Years spent
And neither shall I
Find myself unable to live without you

(I'll be strong and move on
And all that, you know!)

What does scare me, love
Is the thought of
My dreams, trashed-
Rendered pointless
Of Pain excruciating,
But meaningless
Of a pain that will, dim with time
But wont fade away

There are things you are not supposed to
Talk objectively about
And I dread being talked of
Objectively- as a temporary part of your past,
As your past,
Like a long-forgotten taste of
Your favourite flavoured coffee

And sunshine, dont let my memory
Come as a lump of guilt
Or a pang of heartache
Or a moment of sundown
Let it play, in the twitch of your smile

And promise me,
That a part of me, will continue to live in you
And I swear that,
A part of you, shall forever be in my soul