How’s the book going?
…it’s not a book yet
writing, its both wonderful and awful
I see.
As you close your eyes today, it’s the last time I will see you.
I stroke your cheek and pat your head, it’s your time, I see that.
No time left to walk around the block.
No time left to chase the waves.
Time ran away while I was busy looking elsewhere.
I am sorry.
I never saw that.
When life got busy, people got in the way.
And I promised I wouldn’t turn away.
I got distracted, I left your side.
I go back to the beginning when it was just you and I, and in the end it is you and I.
Left in a cold room to close your eyes.
I close the door and walk away.
Never to see you again.
I see it all now, so clearly.
So final.
So loved.
And I see now, it will be me now.
