Not enough

My love is dead
I cried till the world drowned from my salty tears.
I bled till their was no more blood to be shed.
Then god saw me crying upon this rock and asked me
"do you remember his eyes?"
Of course i had replied they were as blue as the deep with a twinkle in them
He spoke to me in his mighty voice "were they as blue as the sky tonight? Was the twinkle in his eyes like the twinkle in the stars above?".
How would you describe the softness of his touch?"
 soft and cool and always gentle
"then his touch was not unlike the breeze ruffling through your hair and drying your tears."
I suppose i would feel better if i could hear his voice. Always so beautiful even when he slept his breath gave me joy.
" listen to the waves crashing against the shore, and the birds singing their song"
I nod slowly, but sadly my dear god. It is not enough. I need to be with him.
Two steps forward and im falling towards death.