Talking to the Wind

There hasn’t been a day
I've not thought about you.
Not an hour passes
Not even a few.

You’re on my mind
You’re in my heart.
When things never end
Things never start.

I long and I ache
To hear from you again.
You were more than a lover.
You were my dearest friend.

But I suspect it’s pointless.
I’m talking to the wind.
Because when time runs out
All things must end.