One Day You'll Miss It

• Grace Heffernan, Grade 12
• Poetry
• 2017

Missing somebody they don't have to be dead
They must be better than me cause you chose them instead
I have to be honest it's no longer funny
She only loves you because of your money
They must have something that I cannot provide
But these tears are something I can no longer hide
That love becomes more important than blood
you've done me the dirty as dark as the mud
And it's sad that you won't be there to see me Achieve
And every day is one that I have to bereave
the loss of you can compare to a death
And every day I seem to lose more of my breath
And I hope one day you never have to feel the pain
Of feeling like the outcast dog in the rain
And sure I forgive you for all your misdeeds
But Im no longer bowing down to your wife and her needs.