Nothing to Replace the Real You

I am reaching for the phone,
But I am realizing that you
Are not there anymore.
Is it ever too late to say sorry?
It feels like months are
Stretching into years since
The last time I heard from you.
I was sitting around and hoping
That you would change your mind,
But you did not. All the hope and
Willingness to try again is quickly
Fading away. I yearn to hear your
Voice one last time, but I can
No longer bear the thought of
Bringing all those memories back.
I have to put pen to paper to squash
My urges, but nothing could ever
Replace you. No amount of paper
Filled with words could ever take your
Place, but you are gone now, aren’t you?
I am talking to paper and none of it is
Making sense just like how my thoughts
Of you are not making sense either. I am
Still lost and confused, but you are not here
To make it all feel better. You are not here
To make it all clearer and less foggy.
I think I am losing my mind because
I am realizing that nothing could ever
Replace the real you. Nothing can
Ever come close to taking your place.