Your Voice

I have forgotten

The sound

Of your voice

I try to recreate it

In memories

In photographs

And I never quite remember

The exact tone of your voice

I feel you disappearing

Losing your dimensions

Becoming just a photograph

Flat, lifeless

And I struggle

To build you out of shadows

And pieces of memories

But what can you do 

With a puzzle

Of incomplete pieces

I miss you more now

Than I did before