Every Day

Every day I wake up,
I go to work, I go for a swim,
I do my daily chores.

Then I sit in silence and I start to cry,
You won’t be there when I come home,
You won’t be there to hear me laughing.
You won’t be there to run up to and hold.

Every day it gets harder,
Every day I think I’m strong,
But every day I know I’m not.

One more hour, one more second,
One more anything just to be with you.
I love you my queen.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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