Is it weird to say,
That I still miss you every day?
Time has passed and I've started to heal.
Though sometimes I still cry, realizing this is real.
Days without you seems to pass by so slow.
And things happen that I want you to know.
So much stuff I wish to tell,
Yet you wouldn't hear, not even if I'd yell.
Hey, dear friend of mine, up there in the sky.
Is it weird to say,
That I still miss you every day?
YOU ARE READING
Words That Never Were
PoetryPart three of my poems. In this part I've focused on people in my life that have passed away and the feelings involving them.
