Grief Written

It's a Friday and I miss you. Yesterday I woke up with urge to hug you, where I wrapped my legs around you and put my face into your neck. I almost climbed into the passenger seat today over the console before I remembered your lap wasn't there and your arms couldn't hold me. It's Friday, and I'm feeling lost. I haven't been myself lately, And sometimes I feel like only you could coax me back. I just want you to tell me everything is going to be okay. It's Friday, and I feel like I can't breathe. Missing you comes in waves, And today I'm drowning.

Whenever I find a pick, My heart thuds, Like a dull note. No ones playing it anymore, And that's for the best, But I do miss the sound of music.