Found this poem.. Nice one
A year has passed, my life's the same
I still get upset when hear your name,
I close my eyes to picture your face
Still open them up to an empty space.
I still watch the door for you to appear,
Wanting your voice once more to hear,
Your footsteps coming I sit and listen,
The sound of your heart but the beat is missing.
I'll always be proud of you being mine,
For a good heart like yours is hard to find
The good and the bad I'll never forget
I'll always be grateful for that day we met.