My Lost Love
In a moment, our lives were changed; a tragic twist of fate.
My smart, strong man, on his way over; as usual, running late.
Never anticipating when I received that call
They told me you were in an accident and the tears started to fall.
Unresponsive, rushed to surgery, massive injury to your brain.
You were in a coma, on life support; but you weren’t the only one in pain.
It is almost too much to bear, you are here but you are gone.
Time passes, tears still fall; neither of us can move on.
Your recovery has been miraculous; you weren’t expected to make it through.
I see you every day; but I still miss you.
The man that could debate any topic; the man that could fix it all
That man may never come back to me; memories are getting harder to recall.
So thankful that you are still here, but I can’t help but feel this way
I miss my love, I miss my friend, I miss the man I lost that day.
By: Melissa L. Farrow
6/14/11
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