Missing You

I miss you all days,
and some days I cry.

Missing you is something that I had always walked right by.

I never thought that you'd be gone
Not until it happened.

Not until the pain
Not until the sadness.

What happened?
What went wrong?

You had too much to drink that night.
And that gave me a terrible fright.

Now I sit here on your grave.
Looking at the sadness you gave.

Missing You is something different.
Missing You, knowing that I'll never see you again...