I can't believe you're really gone,
when I need you here.
Not a day goes by,
I wish I could speak to you.
I detest the fact that I can't
talk to you everyday.
Your words reassured me.
Your presence consoled me.
You were always there for me,
even when you weren't here.
I can't visit with you
and its killing me inside.
The family I confided in, gone.
The family that really cared, lost.
One sided conversations aren't enough,
I need you here for me.
Why did you have to die?
I'm not ready to let go.