A year ago today
We met for the last time.
I could sense what lay deeper.
I knew there were struggles
that you were concealing.

I wanted to pry it out of you,
but I had somewhere else to be.
And before we chanced to meet again,
You were gone...

So now here, I am.
Lost and lonely.
Wishing I could see you
for just a few minutes.

So you could know
how sorry I am
for never telling you
what you really meant to me.