We Have All Loved, And We Have All Lost Poem by Sarah Anne Masotti

I miss him more and more every morning,
I wish I could see him one more time,
but all I can see is this gravestone with his name on it.
Why did he have to go out that night?
I never got to say goodbye.
Please God,
tell me this is just a dream.
I didn't want it to end like this,
I would do anything just to take his place,
I will never forget him,
I will never love anyone quite like I loved him.
And here I go again,
finally falling asleep,
Dreaming that he's still alive.