Tomorrow is another 8^th of August

The 8^th of August has come around again,

Empty of grief, filled with pain.

Another twelve months I have missed you for,

Another twelve months I have lost out on you for.

A hole grows in my heart, bigger with each year

Harder to ignore, harder to be near.

Every step I make takes me further from you

Makes me colder without your smile -

As I grow older without you.

Another day, another year,

Another drop tears down my skin,

Longing for memories of a different day

And a different year: before the tears -

Before another 8^th of August is here.