I was lost without you

I know you knew leaving me wasent’t right
But I guess you gave up on the fight

You always said hold on, It’ll be worth it in the
end
And shoulder to cry on you’d always lend

But where are you know, Two months passed
Im getting worse, Everyday could be my last

The doctors come, explain my fate
The chances of getting better a very small rate

Im sick of hearing that, But I should be used to it
Where are you I ask, To say “Please don’t quit!”

You were the one thing in my life
That kept me from using that knife

Well you’re gone, You arent coming back
How did you expect me to deal with that?

Cancer is what you left me to deal with all alone
I mean why can’t you even phone?

Moving on from you, learning to deal
I just dont believe this, It cant be real

Im writing this so you know
Leaving me was my fatal blow

*I really like this poem. Im not to sure about the ending any suggestions? Please leave a comment and rate, It means more then you know. Thanks*