I'm awake it 1 am, thinking, going over every aspect of my last year in my head, trying to sleep, but failing miserably.
I'm awake at 2 am, thinking, of where it went wrong between us, hoping I can fix it one day, but knowing I can't
I'm awake at 3 am, thinking, about our late night drives, and cuddling in the back of your truck
I'm awake at 4 am, thinking, how could I fix us, how could I bring you back
I'm awake at 5 am, thinking, I miss you, I miss you, I can never love anyone else.
I'm awake at 6 am, thinking, crying, remembering when I got the call, when they said your car lit on fire and you couldn't get out
I'm awake at 7 am, thinking, our last conversation, the last thing you said to me was I love you baby, be safe, but I was angry, I said a short love you don't die...
I'm awake at 8 am, thinking, he died, I should've done something, what could I have done? I miss you, please come back.
This poem is about my ex boyfriend Bruce, last year on the 6th of June he died in an accident, his car lit on fire and his seat belt was jammed, and he couldn't escape. I have no idea how I've gone this long without him. I really miss him. Babe I know you're looking down on me from heaven, I love you.