I keep forgetting that
you won't be walking
in through the front door
any time soon
that I will never
look upon your face
ever again
and that we will never
walk through the park
hand in hand again
But every night I am
reminded of your absence
your side of the bed is
cold and empty
and still smells like you
I cry myself to sleep
continually because I miss you so
Why did you have to go
especially the way you did
I wish you weren't such a hero
selfishly
I wish you were still here
I still love you and always will
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