I never felt you kick,
I never felt you jump,
I didn't see your face,
Nor feel your little fingers.
I don't know how your eyes looked,
or whose nose you inherited.
I don't know if you had his hair or mine,
Nor did I see your first smile.
I don't know if you would be patient,
or temperemental like me
Oh what lie, when they said you were there.
And yet I loved you, Of that I am sure
without seeing you,
Without holding you,
I loved you, For you were.
and always will be Mia.
I never felt you jump,
I didn't see your face,
Nor feel your little fingers.
I don't know how your eyes looked,
or whose nose you inherited.
I don't know if you had his hair or mine,
Nor did I see your first smile.
I don't know if you would be patient,
or temperemental like me
Oh what lie, when they said you were there.
And yet I loved you, Of that I am sure
without seeing you,
Without holding you,
I loved you, For you were.
and always will be Mia.
"the thing that hurts the most, is losing someone you love, without every having the chance to love them"