After You

You were right there, right next to me.
"He's isn't coming back," my mind keeps telling me but my heart refuses to believe. He's not coming back is all I hear but I'm waiting for you and I'll keep waiting for you. Every night I look out the window hoping to see a familiar face. Every night I pray to see you in my dreams. Every night I walk around hoping to see your ghost but not seeing you in front of me is making me realize just how much I loved you. You've left me with so many questions and never ending regrets. I keep wishing to hear the familiar voice, to smell that beautiful scent, to feel that comfortable warmth. I'll go to the ends of the world just to see your smile. Just because someone's gone does not mean you can let them go. How can I go on with all these regrets?
How do you expect me to live after you?