You died before I lived
I think I've missed you every day that I have
You taught me one great lesson baby
But I'd rather have you than it.
They all say you're a part of me,
If so than a part of me is aslo dead.
But I do find it funny how I talk to myself,
maybe I'm talking to you.
And if you lived would I be different?
Would everything?
I kind of like how it is now.
But still, I would give it up for you.
There's an empty place that still hasn't been filled.
Never will.
But I'm not waiting for you.
I know you're gone and I've moved on,
but I can't breath sometimes when I remember you.
I'm being blunt but I don't care,
I know you'd want it this way.
Some days are hard but easier,
when I remember the life you gave.
And still I'd trade this lesson for you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem