I took the initial step to find closure today, I visited a Bereavement Counsellor. It kind of feels like with 'closure' that I'm supposed to forget you. Yet, I never will, ever. You played such a huge role in my life. I managed to compose myself and not once cried when I spoke about the lead up to your passing. I wish I could of held your hand, just sat with you. I am almost in tears now, okay, I fib, I am crying.. gently…
I could write a million poems, not one would bring you home.
I cannot deny how much I miss you and how much I feel alone.
You always show me unconditional love, guided me towards what's right.
You always stood by me and listened even when I'd try fight.
I never got to hold your hand and tell you how much you changed me.
I never had the strength like you, but now at least you're free.
You fought Cancer…
I want to tell you things I never got the chance too.
You did so much for me, yet I never showed gratitude. I am deeply sorry. You were and still are everything to me. I will never forget your face, smile, laugh, voice.. everything you've done for me.
You tried to guide me but I was too weak to follow, I led myself into trouble and in to the wrong paths and you happily stood there and waited for me to carry on guiding…
I am still hurting, with you gone.
I just want to hear your voice, be able to pick up the voice and have you listen and talk to me.
I miss your voice, the way you'd laugh and say "Ayup".
I just keep thinking you're sat at home in your chair watching Jeremy Kyle, cup of tea in hand. But you're not. You're with the Angels now.
I just sometimes with you would give me a sign that you're still…
