Missing you

I am laying
in bed listening
to music.
Drinking my
glass of wine.
I miss you.
I miss your
smile.
Your laugh.
The way
you look at me.
I will not let myself
get another
glass of wine.
If I do,
I will cry.
I will cry and
never stop.
Life, changes
without your
permission.
You can pray,
and beg.
but your
life will
change.
I miss you.
When I am
old and someone
asks who my
love was.
who my regret
was,
It was you.
And you
never
knew.