I have an old picture in my room Of you drinking coffee, A smile gracing your face. Seeing you there, it’s so clear. Sunday night dinners, patio talks, Loving and being loved so purely. Maybe I’d go to church more. I hate how they talk about you. I wanted to know you But the harder I tried, the faster you left. I knew you least, but I know I knew you best. I just hate how often I forget you. I’ve asked for too many signs, Used up all my wishes. But I know it isn’t over. They can’t keep us apart forever. I just have to get through Life without you.