So many times I talked to my self.  If you were still here, all should be easier.

So many times I convinced my self. If you were still here, I should be happier. 

Is that true? If you were still here, is thing will be easier? Am I would be happier?

But that's doesn't matter now

The thing is, I just realized how I need you the most.  How I lost you the most. 
Things never be easier since you're gone.

No matter how many times I cried to God, He can't return you back to me.  I wish made some time for you in the past.  I wish I did some things good for you. 

Wise man said, "The only way some people learn to appreciate you is by losing you"
Lesson learnt, Dad.