I wish you would sneak up,

Behind me,

Whisper in my ear and tell me all the things

I have been dying to hear,

And I feel comfortable when you here near

My side and touch me with your warm hands,

And dance along when the music starts by the band,

While our daughter is there to sing,

Our love was flying high with wings.

 

I still remember the day I was informed of your passing over the phone,

And I remember it well I was alone.

There was nobody in my house,

There was nothing not even a mouse.

I tried to make some calls to confirm your passing,

And the sad part was that I heard my daughter crying.

And that made it clear to my mind that they are not lying.

 

You still owe me the gallon of tears I shed for you,

I have cried for you till a point of dehydration,

I lay in my bed and my mind was flooded by the memories of you,

I still blame death for taking you away from me.

I wish there was something I could do for distraction,

But part of me was still with you even though you were not physical with me.

 

I wept that I had to be told over the phone,

I wept that I did not get a chance to say goodbye,

I wept to mourn in what felt like a smallest way

Somebody could mourn someone that they loved.

I cried again when they told me you were buried on a rainy day,

I was in sorrows because I couldn’t afford the transport fee to get where you were buried to,

You owe me a chance of telling you my stories,

You left before I really grew up

You owe me the life advice.

You owe me the wisdom of the relationship we had.

I learned hard lessons in life,

But I am glad that you were part of my life and still you are.

 

Death stole my part