A DAY

There's not a day 
That i don't 
Think of you 
And cry
I used to 
Curse God 
Now i just 
Ask myself 
Why?
I wonder 
What might 
Have been 
Can't stop 
Dreaming
That you are 
Still here 
My friend.
But each day 
Starts out
And
Ends the same 
With me shattered
And calling out
Your name.