I miss you.
I wish you’d come back.
I’ve nearly been without you longer than I had you –
how can that be?
I dream about you, you know.
Only when I go to sleep late into the night though.
Everything is like it used to be,
but before I know it my dream is over and it’s turned into a nightmare -
you’re leaving me all over again,
and there’s nothing I can do.
How can I live the rest of my life without you?
No one could ever take your place.
I loved you like I’ll love no other,
and I’m breathless knowing I’m all alone.
This ache will never leave me –
it’s replaced the feeling you used to fill me with.
We’ll never have new photos of us together,
and we’ll never have any new moments.
The memories fade as the days pass,
and gently, like a little leaf in a stream, you float further away.
I know you’re gone,
I just thought I would’ve realised by now,
that you won’t be ever coming back.
I wrote this about my mother who died when I was 16 after a long battle with cancer. She was only 47. I still miss her everyday.
I love you mum – you’re my inspiration to write..xox