how do you

This is for the child me and my lover lost last night
How do you love a person
who never got to be,
or try to envision a face
you never got to see?
How do you mourn the death of one
who never got to live.
When there's nothing to feel good about
and nothing to forgive.
Wandering through my lonely hours,
beautiful and bright.
What does it mean to die before
you ever were born,
to live the lovely night of life
and never see the dawn?
Life's a burst of joy and pain.
And then like yours, it's done.
just as if you'd lived for years.
No more, no less, I think of you.