Rue .

World full of people,
but none like you.
Your space never filled.
Him, family, friends,
searching every corner i could.
Foolish of me to believe,
i'd find a love like yours.
Never valued you when you were here,
and now as every day passes 
the pain just keeps building up.
Did stupid things to feel better,
but only made it worse.
They say "you will forget as time passes"
but only we know how it really feels.
Hating shopping because 
its always a mother and daughter thing.
Realizing everyday how it would all be better with you here.
Neither would he have suffered nor would I.
Its empty, the house is empty.
So is the heart and mind.
Not knowing what to do and how to live,
we still manage to push ourselves day and night.