Where we can't travel

Where is it that you have gone I know only wherever it I can't travel. Where to start I have no clue so much to say and yet my thoughts I can't unravel. Life can be so cruel here one day and gone the next. I have learnt to say what you need to now is the best rule. I know you know I love you yet my last words were unfair. I should of listened when you said something was not right. Yet I did what I thought was best I never knew it would be our last night. The Doctors said you were fine and the cause was in your head. I wish that I would of listened to you instead. They said your stroke was mild and that it would just take awhile. They asked that we stay away and let you heal. I never would of listened if I'd known your life was on trial. I told you to grow up and act your age. That night I stormed out and was enraged. I never thought the next day would be the day the doctor would be wrong. I should of trusted you and my gut I never of should told the doctors I'd play along. You never woke to you me apologize. I did though and told you how I loved you your hand in mine as the plug was pulled, never knowing how much if any of it you could still realize.  My tale I'm afraid is tragic. However perhaps in it's telling it can release some magic. I hope whoever reads my words takes them not vain. Yet learns from them and saves themselves from an endless pain. For my advice to you is never leave the kind things unsaid. We always think we can make things better another day. Well most of the time this is true however heed what I say. For this lesson to me the hard way I had to unravel, sometimes it's too late for tomorrow.  Sometimes they go where we can't travel.