Grams

I sit here and wonder if this is real
Are you really gone?
Can I not pick up the phone and call you to tell you how my day was or how I ran at our track meet, or how dance class was today.
Is it real?
Did we really say our goodbyes 2/21/08?
I miss you so much and to this day, I still find myself picking up the phone and calling you.
"I'm sorry the number you have reached is not in service," is what I here on the other line.
You must have changed your number and didn't bother giving it to me.
Is this some kind of joke, I'm done laughing.
I want you to come back.
Please Grams Please!
Come back and tell me that everything is going to be okay.
Come back please to wipe my tears, kiss me on my forehead and sing something so softly to ease my pain.
I want that feeling back of love, and warmth.
I miss u so much.
Your smile, your smell, and the way you made me laugh.
Grams, I miss you