Another year has come and passed

I never could have imagined time would move this fast

The memory of that day so vividly does last

And try as I may, I can’t leave your memory in the past

The thoughts creep in slowly in the night

I awake quickly, my mind cast with fright

“Was that real life?”

February 3 the world stood still

I stood in the shower and clung to the sill

I tried everything to feel you, my cries so shrill

Nothing. No movement. Nill.

Days rarely go by when I don’t imagine your face

Or how the world would be if in it you had a place

I have to believe you’re somewhere out there, your soul taking up space

I want to believe so badly you weren’t just erased

Three years ago you left me before we even met

I never even held you, still not to my regret

But I do wonder all the time what it would be like to see

Your nose, your eyebrows, whether you did look like me

Three years later and I still can’t speak your name

I hear it called on TV and it drives me a little insane

It’s like a cruel trick, but then I feel inane

It’s just the world spinning while I still feel a strain

I’ll think of you this evening when the night is cool and calm

I’ll wonder what it would have been like to have held your head up with my palm

I’ll kiss your little sister softly on her sweet and chubby cheek

And I’ll see you alive, my sweet baby, if only when I sleep.

I like to write for fun, but mostly for sanity. By day I'm a Senior Digital Strategist. By night I'm a non-laundry-folding mom.

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