Memories of you constantly
slap my brain, squeeze
my heart—so I make a wish
to rewind time.
To a time when I didn’t feel so
lost because I knew you
were here—but now
lost is where I am.
A time when all holidays, birthdays,
and special events included you,
the constant in my life—but now
my constant is sadness.
A time when your voice
and laughter made me smile
inside and out—but now
I hear silence.
A time when you gave my life
purpose because you depended
on me—but now my purpose
is full of memory tears.
A time when you would say,
“You’re going to miss me
when I’m gone”—and now
I admit that you were right.
So now I must struggle with the
here and now—what was and
what might have been—‘til life
gets better.
