One More Day

If I had one more day, what would I say? What would I do?

I would talk, without end. I'd record our conversation, and I'd ask you a thousand questions about life, so that I would know what you would say about anything and everything.

I'd lay by your side, and be wrapped in your arms. I would do my best to memorize everything about you, and I would take just one more picture.


But I don't have just one more day. I live in a world where there are no more tomorrows with you. And I miss that.