It's hard to think
that anyone born
after that day
will never know
a world
with you in it, love.

Never know the stars
could shine brighter
than the sun
when you're out
at night
singing your heart out.

Never know the sound
of your laugh.
Never know the feeling
of being held by you.
Never hear the words
you'd say
to pick me up when
I'm feeling down.

They'll never see you smile.
Never watch you dance.
And it gets harder to
believe
I'll never get
another chance
to tell you I love you.