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by 0laura0 May 29, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
Sitting in the corner chair, You always used to say, You're the only hope in the family, You'll be the Queen one day. Although for many years, We lived miles apart, We were always together, forever in our hearts. Thinking back on our memories, of the times we smiled. But also of the bad ones, when we were sad for a while. I can honestly say, I never felt this way. I never thought today would be the day, that no matter how much I hoped or prayed, You died. And went away. I wish I'd had the chance, To take your hand one more time, hold you close and say with empty hope, That everything would be fine. I wish I'd had the chance, To get to know you even more, to learn everything about you, Before cancer turned you raw. I wish, I wish. . . . And I wish some more. . . . But it's not good. You're not coming back anymore.