Its been a year since you died
A day since I cried
And a second since I’ve thought of you
Stupid cancer
Screw cancer
Maybe it is survivors guilt,
Maybe I will get over it
I hope not
I hope I think of you every day
I hope it brings a pain
I hope I want to cry every time I think of you
I don’t want to miss you less
I don’t want to skip the pain thinking of you brings.
A year you died
A day I cried
A second I thought of you
