The hardest part for me
Is not the episodes
We didn't watch.
It's not the dances
We did not dance.
It's not the pictures
We did not take.
It's not the memories
We did not make.
And it's not the songs
We did not sing.
It's not the sleepless nights
Thinking of all we planned.
It's not the pictures, the thoughts
The memories on your wall.
It's not the tears
That seem to have no end.
Nor is it the empty room,
The empty bed, the empty chair
At the dinner table.
It's the empty place
You left in my heart.
The hardest part for me
Is the times I forget
And think that you're still
Here.
I'll want to tell you,
Want to show you,
Share something with you.
But then reality comes
Like a speeding train
And I'm faced with the truth
That you are gone.
I'm sorry I didn't get a chance
To say goodbye.
Love,
A life you touched
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