I miss the days we never had
and your hand that never fit
so perfectly in mine
No, I never did get to feel
your heart beat against mine.

These days are endless.

They say you can’t
miss something you never had
But I do.
I miss your laugh
your voice
the way you talk
the way you filled my days.

Things only you could do.

You’re gone
away.

Talk to me, please
I swear I’m listening.
Hanging from every last word
I wish you would have said.

My hands are open,
tired and tried,
fallen at my sides.
What am I holding onto?
This is me giving up.