Because I miss you,
Because I miss how you told me that the stars shine bright,
because they never gave up on life,
that they gave everything a chance at forgiveness.
Because I miss your rough hands that held mine, and told me it was okay that I was born to die,
but that doesn't mean I shouldn't live.
Because when I lay in bed at night,
I think of you and how your scent once filled this room.
That's why I can't come to your grave,
even though I brought you flowers on your birthday just like you once did for me.
Because if I sit there on that bench,
I'll realize I lost everything,
that I lost your touch, your love, and your entire being.
Because it will make me realize that the fight we had was over nothing,
and that if I wouldn't have let you leave you'd still be here whispering to me the sweetest things,
the things that make me hold on and not give up like I was going to tonight,
until I felt your spirit stand by my side,
and then I knew it was alright that you would never leave me,
that when we spoke the vows to death till we part it didn't mean anything,
because here you are at midnight standing by my side,
when I swore I was alone and that you had arrived home.