I miss you more than you could ever know.

How much time has flown by - so much, so little.
But her memory is kept in me. I was afraid to admit...
I guess I still am, that she will never come back.
That I won't see her smile, that I won't feel her hugs.

How much she sacrificed just to bring me into this world.
She never gave up on me despite her own health.
And once I knew, would things have been different?
If she had listened to the doctors, and everyone else.

When I was a child it was so hard to take care of her.
Especially through the relapses and affects of treatment.
I didn't fully understand what was happening... I felt alone.
But now, I would give anything to take care of her again.

I know this poem, if you call it that, is not worthy.
And although she has been gone for a little while now.
I suppose I just wanted to thank people for your kindness.
Now I feel guilty for living without her, for everything.

I only pray that she truly knew how much I loved her.
How much I will always love her.
More than anything...

And still I know there is no way she could...
that I failed.