This isn't a thought, but more a rejection,
The idea that you're gone is my objection,
I cannot stand the thought or the feeling,
The cards you were played were the wrong dealing,
I refuse to believe let alone to agree,
That someone so special was taken from me,
I can lie to myself to try and forget,
That in my mind I feel so much regret,
I want to have been older, why hadn't I been?
I wish you'd have watched, I wish you'd seen,
All that I've become, and just how much I feel,
It's all for you and I know that's real.
I can't even speak about you and that's even worse,
The gift of death is nothing but a curse,
I wished I'd touched you, just held you close,
Trased your tattoo's, that's what I miss most,
I wish I'd spoken to you and absorbed all your words,
But now we're seperated by worlds,
I can't describe how much I miss you,
My words I can't speak, I cannot even do,
I can't wait to fall and fly, all just to meet you,
We could talk forever and learn so much more,
I'd be older and wiser, not like before,
I'll hold onto this thoughtso I know that when,
We're back together everything will be perfect again.
