I : I lose you Everytime


I’ve always known i wouldn’t be able to go a day without you in my life, without hearing you talk or smile.

But then, that day came and it was so hard but the next was harder. I knew with a sorrowed heart it was going to get worse, and i wasn’t going to be okay for a very long while.

Because losing someone inst an occasion or an event. It doesn’t just happen once. It happens over and over again. I lose you every time i walk into your room, whenever i pick your favorite tea cup, or when i go through my phone and find your photos.

I lose you everytime i think of holding you, kissing your forehead, your hands. I go to your bedroom at night and lose you, when i wish i could tell you about my day. And in the morning, when i’m leaving to work and don’t see you having your breakfast, i begin to lose you all over again.