T.H.E.

Nights like this I wish for an afterlife

where I’ll get to see you again, kiss you, hold you and intertwine our hands.

I miss your loud laughter and listening to your sweet voice saying you love me.

Every day since you went away

I haven’t been happy and I wish I could join you but I can’t

I really want to but I can’t

And I have to smile every day, make jokes, pretend and smile again

Who says all lives are worth living?

Sometimes a beating heart is overrated. Mine is.

I choose to believe you’re still with me somehow

And every time I cry for whatever reason

At least one of those shed tears will be yours.

Kiss kiss.