Two Long Years

It's been two years now.
Two long years.
Two years from the day I fell to the ground in tears.
Before two years,
things were great.
Fun.
Enjoyable.
Now my life is a little...
Less bright.
Without you.
You gave me confidence.
The power to believe in myself.
You always told me I was the best.
Never give up.
But now your gone.
And I don't hear that anymore.
No more phone calls.
No more sitting on your lap.
No more being your nurse.
Being your nurse was fun.
I miss you.
Oh god I miss you so much.
People say that it gets easier.
But in truth...
It doesn't.
I thought my life couldn't contiuned.
I really wanted to give up.
Then I thought...
That wouldn't make you proud.
I know you look down upon me.
And watch me.
I know you are still there,
Even if I don't see you.
I want you to come back.
But thats selfish of me.
Your in a better place now.
You can eat chocolate,
Talk to your parents,
Chill with your brothers.
I know that you are happy.
And as long as you are happy,
I'm okayy with being sad.
It's been two years now.
Two long years.
Since I lost you.
Papa.