It’s better to have loved and lost,

Than to never have loved at all.

For how could I ever live my life

Knowing I missed out on this?

_To lose the feeling of you_

_Is a thought I can’t comprehend._

_For how would I live my life_

_Knowing I lost this?_

I’m so grateful

For all the time we share.

Every day I thank whatever being controls out fate,

I thank them for bringing me closer to you.

_I’m so terrified_

_That one day, I may wake up you’ll be gone._

_I pray to whatever force paints the course of our life,_

_I pray that they don’t rip us apart._

I once told you I believed it was better to love and lose, than to never love at all.

I told you I would be grateful for our time together

Whether it be the rest of our life

Or a few weeks.

_I replied that I thought it be better to never know what I’m missing out on._

_I told you I couldn’t carry on, knowing that I lost us._

_I told you that the grief would be to much for my heart._

_You said you believed it would be worth it._