Never Really Could..

Never really could see you but I, missed you as soon as you were gone.

As soon as you were no longer you, and perhaps just an experience.

That’s what they said.

The moment they said something like you will happen again,

And that The grief will stop, It never does.

Never could hold you in my arms but I, Know exactly how

Perfectly you would’ve fit my arms and the warmth of your skin

That would soothe the coldest of nights.

Never had the opportunity to know you,

But you would have been,

A bit of me, a bit of him.

And a bit of my parents and a bit of his.

Never could see you smile but I,

 perhaps I wasn’t ready to take that kind of a pleasure and happiness.

Perhaps I would have been overwhelmed, and maybe everything does happen for a reason.

Perhaps the next I get to see you

A new form, a new life, a new me, a new you.

Perhaps you’ll come to me not on a wretched winter night of December,

But in the lovely spring, or chirpy summer.

And, you’ll be adorned by the stars of the galaxies,

I’ll be a little more happy, and you’ll be loved perhaps,

A little more than you would’ve been loved now.

For to have you again after losing you,

Would be the biggest gift of all.