I didn’t get the chance to see your face,

Your smile

tasting the food you made

I didn’t even know that we are sharing a birthday month

It hurts everyday

hearing rumours that you were


but you’ll always be in my heart

I wished to hear your voice

But that’s a dream that I don’t think

It will come true

I really miss you

Seeing your pictures

Makes me feel guilty that

Why didn’t I get born earlier

So that I can see you

Touch you

Share a laugh with you

Visiting your grave is not


But seeing you will be the best