Here I am breathing
Heart beating
I wish you were doing the same
It's not fair
But
It happened anyway
It happen to me
To my mum
To the world
Your features are beginning to fade
So I cling tighter on to fragment memories  
I am told of your love
When thoughts of you turn into sadness
When the void you left behind aches reminding me that it cannot be filled by another
I pray that you too know of my love
We laugh your true love and I at
stories
memories
retelling
your beautiful mischiefs  
You are missed
Every morning and every night
You were missed at every parents evening
You will be missed by my side when I walk down the aisle
I am told that you would be proud of me
I hope with every fibre of my being
That you are
Proud of me