I woke up again today.
I didn't want to.
You know why, but I'll remind you.
Remember when we snuck out at two?
You were hungry and I just wanted to see you.
You were hard to get but I got you.
I snuck out every night since then.
Climbed through your window and into your bed.
We just laid there and held hands just like you said.
Told me on the phone two months earlier,
"I just want to lay with someone and hold their hand,
Study their palms with touch just like my little brother read".
You were lovely really.
I was always nervous around you but I loved when you called me silly.
It feels like just yesterday I handed you your favorite flower.
We were in the park and we didn't talk but honestly that was my favorite hour.
And soon you became my favorite flower.
We blossomed into something more,
Something love couldn't even devour.
I had the whole world in my hands because I held you.
It was beautiful.
Two years later and I still smiled when I saw you.
We were meant for each other because I know you felt the same when you saw me too.
I'm sorry I keep having to remind you,
But every morning I have to.
Because you're not here anymore,
And i miss you.
I don't know what I did to deserve this but I'm asking for forgiveness.
I'm sorry for every wrong I did,
I repent to every sin.

And I'm scared to fix our bed because I feel like you might still come back in.

And I hate how I might wake up again.