It is not the fact
Of you accomplishing
All of those dreams
That makes me sick
Or
How everyday
Your happiness grows
And enlightenes your days
To the point you want to scream
Or
How you are growing up
And learning the way of life
Step by step
Becoming the man you are meant to be
It is
The fact of me
Not being there
To watch you
Smile
Love
Learn
Live
That
Kills
Me.