Whether it’s sunrise, sunshine, sunset, rain, or snow –
There hasn’t been a single day that I haven’t missed you.
Every morning I wake with a heavy heart,
reminded again that you’re no longer here with us.
Your phone number still exists,
but you’ll never answer the call.
At night, I tell myself: wherever you are,
you must be happy – you deserve happiness
in every world – and I know you’re still protecting us.
Whenever I see a garden of blooming flowers,
I wish I could send you a picture –
But then the realization hits me.
Whenever I go shopping somewhere new,
I search for something that reminds me of you –
And again, the realization hits me.
Sometimes the easiest path seems like
Praying for an end. But then I think of you –
how you bore the same agony and loss,
Yet lived a full life by helping others.
You suffered quietly, fought battles alone,
never missed a chance to thank God
for whatever you had,
for everything you gave,
for every person whose life you touched.
There’s a strange strength in my pain,
joy in my tears,
silence in my applause –
and yet the courage to keep going,
knowing you’re watching,
keeping us safe,
still fighting battles for us.
I don’t know what happens up there,
but I’ve felt your presence –
not forgotten, never forgotten.
It’s like an invisible dagger in my chest
That will be lifted only when I see you again.
Your favourite food, your favourite dress,
your eyes, your joy, your path –
they’re leading me now,
And I’m proud to follow them.
I believe I’ll fulfill your unfinished dreams.
I’ll continue the saga you started –
telling the world it can be better,
But it must begin with each of us.
The care you gave, the burdens you carried,
the worry on your face, the life you led –
Many yearn for that strength.
But you carried it alone.
Your words still echo:
“A kind heart is rare, and the lucky find one.”
You knew you were a candle
lighting the lives of those around you.
And so it doesn’t end here –
The night sky shines brighter than ever for me,
The sun warms me deeper than ever,
The rain falls more beautifully than before –
all signs of your presence.
You whisper in my ear:
“Go conquer. I am here.”
As your first blind love,
I owe you the gift of my truest self.
Believe me when I say –
You’ve already got it.
Hence, with a heavy heart again –
a request again the same –
Keep watching over us, because we still got only you.
Nothing’s Changed.
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