Unfinished Business

Standing in the corner, I would often think.
What would it be like to have someone?
To laugh, to hang out.
To cry with them, and do all sorts of things I would never do in my life.
what would it be like to have someone who can understand me?
Someone who will never leave me?
Someone who will care?
What would it be like to see the sunrise?
The moon in the sky?
What would it be like?
When? Where? Why?
How many questions had I asked already?
How many days, months and years that have passed already? since your accident? since I lost all of that, that was just beneath my nose this entire time?