Why? Poem by Mary Katherine

What would life have been
How would I be changed
If she were here
And more than just a name.

She never saw a sunset
Or whispered secrets to tell
She was robbed
And so were we,
So what happens now?
For here I sit with pen in hand
Wondering what life would have been.
And years have passed
But I still can't grasp
Why.
Why I wasn't good enough,
What I had done wrong.
To make you take a life that hadn't yet been lived.
Nothing came from that
But too many tears to count.
And I know I'll never understand
Why
But I'm never going to stop asking.
I will never know who she
Is
Was
Or could have been
Or how
She would have changed my life.