Separate but Together

One day out of every year,
Is the day you left my hand for another,
I reached for you,
Yet fell short,
You left my hand,
But not my heart,
Five years is very young,
To lose someone who you deeply love,
For I know,
Nothing can tear us apart,
Our hands,
Not our hearts,
I wait to feel your loving touch,
That I crave to feel just once more.