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.