57

How would 57 be

To hear you laugh at the tv screen, and all the random jokes you'd say to me

Would you be so proud of me, for following my hopes and dreams

Would you cheer beside me, I hope

What would it be like, to still live this life

With you here by, my side

It'd feel like the wind still laughed with trees and, the moments weren't bittersweet and

I'd answer a call, hear your voice, and know you're here with me

It'd feel like the days we'd laugh over meals, and the walks we'd take on the weekends

They say that each day I miss you, my love grows strong