petitegoose:

I’ll miss you every single day,
We really should have had.
It’s hard to think about them,
Cause it makes me feel so bad.

I think of you and all I’ve lost,
The future seems so grim.
I’d get you back at any cost,
But this time I can’t win.

I’ll suffer this loss all my life,
These wounds will never heal.
Thoughts of you cut like a knife,
The pain is just unreal.