I wasn’t there to bury my mom and dad
I know now they are never coming back
I can’t help but think of all our great times together and smile.
I try every night not to break down and cry, but the tears just roll off my face
I feel so sad and empty without them, I’m like a lost soul out of place
There are so many things I never got to say
The crumbled bits of paper that are filled with my thoughts and feelings will never be able to be seen or heard by them
How do I live with this emptiness?
In their living years why didn’t I say all the things I really wanted to say?
What was I afraid of?
Was I afraid to tell my own parents how amazing they were?
Why didn’t I tell my dad he was my best friend?
Why didn’t I tell them I looked up to them and they’re the only ones I can turn to or ever truly depend on?
For now I’ll just continue to hope and pray that the day comes when I can finally tell them all, so that maybe this pain and emptiness will finally end.