LOST

 I used to think I couldn’t go a day without your smile. Without telling  you things and hearing your voice.

Then..that day arrived and It was so hard but the next day was harder. Iknew it was going to get worse and I wasn’t to be okay for a very long time.

Because losing someone isn’t an occasion or an event. It just doesn’t happen once. It happens over and over and over again.

I lose you everytime I see your name on my contact list, whenever that one song play on the radio, or when I discover your t-shirt at the bottom of my laundry. I lose you everytime I think of hugging you, holding you or waiting you. I go to bed at night and lose you when I wish I could tell you about my day. And when I wake up and realize you’re not there anymore. I begin to lose you all over again.