When it’s over,
what will I miss?
Will I miss what I had?
Will I miss making you smile?
Your hand in mine?
Laughing for hours over nothing,
and finally feeling whole… hope… peace?
Yes.
Will I miss marveling at Providence plucking the two perfect Lights
from the Sea of Stars and placing them
together to shine with a resonant radiance that dazzled the very Heavens
as they burned away the Darkness?
Yes.
Yet,
sometimes we miss more what we never had.
I’ll miss what I missed
out on.
The wedding
we never had.
The children
we never had.
The trips
we never took.
The smiles, laughs, and tears
we never shared.
The life
unlived.
The life that would have been so much better
so much more beautiful than—
But I missed
my chance.
How could I have missed
something
so obvious?
So, now I’m missing
from the world that I was meant for.
Instead, I spend my days
months
years
here
missing
you, and what it felt like
not
to have this pain in my chest.
Omnes 