I'll be gone, But I'll be close

I'll be gone, but I'll be close,
As close as the pillow you lay on.
Though you can't feel me and hold my hand,
You can feel me in this poem,
And instead hold my heart in your beautiful hands,
No amount of land can keep my love from you.
Your smile is in everything I see,
Your voice is forever echoing in my head.
Everything you have ever said,
Everything we've ever did,
Is playing a projection on my soul,
And if it was a bowl, It would be overflowing will love for you,
I'll be gone, but I'll be close.
I won't be very far,
Just don't take your eyes off of me.
And you will be in my dreams.