They said time would ease the pain. Every day I still feel the same. I wake every morning reaching for you, My pillow soaked with my tears like the morning dew. We were so sure this was something we could beat, Knowing it would be no small feat. The ribbons of pink now mean much more, Just never thought this would come knocking on our door. We fought for more time together, Thinking every day you were getting better. Every day, rain or shine, seemed to be lined with gold. We still talked of our future plans of growing old. We heard of so many that had survived this. I still remember our last kiss. We thought we could win for sure. Now for others I can only hope for a cure