I tried not to let go, But she slipped through my hands. I didn't realize I was against the flow, Unable to adjust to the shifting sands. Now, I sit in this emptiness longing to see her again. I miss her presence, Like the barren land misses the summer rain. I want to drench in her essence And feel alive. She has been drained out of me. I regret going against the tide. There was so much that I wanted to see. Adventures I wanted to share, Of deserts, mountains, and the sea. Tell her that I care And know if she cared about me.
Oh Life, I miss you! I realize as I sit here in my agony. I am sorry for all I made you go through. It is such an irony!
Because as a kid, all I wanted to do was grow up. I could not value you when I had you. Now, you have left and I miss you.
Oh life, I miss you in my agony. I am smiling in my sadness, It is such an irony!