To the weeds
There are not enough days in the entire year to fill up the void youíve left behind.
I will miss you until the sun swallows the sky, and until the earth is no more and we all return to the weeds.
There werenít enough moments with you
And I would give my soul away to see you one last time. I will cry for the loss of you until the sky is no more, until we are no more. I will miss you for the rest of my lifetime.
Life is finite, and I wish that Iíd been with you more, that Iíd clung to you and held on for dear life. Because I am now here,
Searching everywhere to find a person who is no longer on earth, no longer a person at all.
I will ache in pain for you until everything is no more, until there is no sky nor sun,
No stars and No moon, I will yearn for your laugh until the ends of time.
Until you and I reunite.