Most Nights

I'm up most nights thinking.

Thinking of what could have been.

Thinking of what I should have said.

Thinking of what is different.

With you gone,

I don't know what to do.

I feel so lost and empty

Inside.

Ever since you left,

There's a hole

Where half my soul

Was once nested.

I can't help but

Try to fill the void.

With lust and

Friendly love.

If I could go back,

To when the problems arose,

I would and I would fight.

Fight harder for us.

I miss you everyday.

I think about you everyday.

You're truly my soulmate.

I love you more even though

you're

gone.