Missing You, Brentt

Dear Brentt,
Where are you when I need you?
Why did you have to leave so long ago?
Why aren't you still here for me?

I KNOW you're up in Heaven,
Looking down, with tears.
I'm sorry that I disappointed you.
I just wish I were still yours.

Then again, I never was.
Who was I fooling?
Somehow I believe that I missed my chance with you
And you missed your chance with me.

I wish you were here now.
You always knew how to listen
And how to make me feel loved
And important to this world

I don't feel that anymore.
I don't feel YOU anymore.
It’s been so long.
I miss you, Brentt. *************Before everything else that happened that I believe defined my life, I was 17 years old and Brentt died.  We weren't lovers, but instead more like best friends that grew apart.To lose someone so close at such a young age hurt so much...Little did I know the pain I felt was only a fraction of what I would feel 2 years and 4 years later.