6 Months:
A few months have now gone,
And I still hide from truth.
We talked of you a great deal today,
But it was all in wrong tense.
My brain struggles to comprehend,
A battle of reality and hope.
Sometimes I swear I see you there,
But my brain is an evil prankster.
Everyday I pray for it to be real,
But as days set, hope fades too.
Lost where dreams meet reality,
And my heart aches for you.
Year 1:
I went to see you today,
But I didn't know what to say.
So much has happened,
And many things have changed;
Things you really should know,
But I couldn't tell you there.
Part of me was dying to believe,
Those things you already knew.
Even still I long for the comfort,
Comfort I can't seem to find.
