I pity the masses
I pity the unfortunate
But I count my blessing.
Forgive me my love for I have been ungrateful.
I miss the now memories,  
I miss the old goodnight kisses
The long conversations
The looking into the future we wanted together.
Forgive me my love for I have been ungrateful
I forget to enjoy the blessing of getting a chance to love you
A chance not many are so lucky too.
My love it has been a blessing to have called you mine
Even if it was for a little to short while.
I pity all those who will never know the blessing of getting a chance to love you.
But then again a blessing wouldn't be a blessing if everyone was blessed with it.