Seven thousand, six hundred and seventy two days
I can’t stop counting the days
since you have been gone
twenty-one years seems so long
but also like yesterday
Seven thousand, six hundred and seventy two days
since you left us
the pain never stops
but only dulls
I can barely remember your laugh
Seven thousand, six hundred and seventy two days
sometimes I hear your voice in my dreams
but I don't remember your smell
sometimes I can feel your hand
but I can’t always bring up your face
Seven thousand, six hundred and seventy two days
since I saw you last
whole and smiling and alive
not in a white hospital room
every anniversary knocks me to my knees
Seven thousand, six hundred and seventy two days
you have missed too much
all I can do is tell the kids stories
and sing them the songs you sang me
but they will never feel your arms
Seven thousand, six hundred and seventy two days
since we started falling apart
you were the glue that held us together
and now we are shattered
you made everyone fall in line
Seven thousand, six hundred and seventy two days
And we don’t even talk anymore
there are holes in our hearts
there is emptiness in our souls
where you belong
Seven thousand, six hundred and seventy two days
7/24/2020
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