Not Be True

Not often am I lost for words, But not a single one I write, Is able to translate, or even describe, The devastation to come from that night. No matter how many times I've tried, There's absolutely nothing that I can do, To make me be able to understand, Why this had to happen to you. I loved you then, I always will, Now my hearts scarred from this pain, Wishing there was some kind of way, That I could bring you home again. There's not a single day to pass, Where I don't think or remember you, If only one morning I could wake, And this nightmare to not be true.