It wasn’t supposed to happen like this no warning, no gentle easing into forever, just a moment that split my life in two: before you… and after.
There were still things left unsaid,
laughter that hadn’t finished echoing,
plans that hadn’t found their way into tomorrow.
I didn’t know the last time I saw you
would be the last.
I didn’t know I should memorize
the sound of your voice,
the way your eyes softened when you looked at me,
the quiet comfort of just being near you.
If I had known…
I would’ve held on longer.
I would’ve said more.
I would’ve never let go so easily.
Now this goodbye lives in me
not as a single moment,
but as something I carry every day.
Because loving you didn’t end when you left…
and neither did missing you.
So this goodbye…
the one I never thought I’d say
it isn’t really goodbye at all.
It’s
I love you still.
I carry you always.
And somehow… I’m still yours.
Ann Marie
laughter that hadn’t finished echoing,
plans that hadn’t found their way into tomorrow.
I didn’t know the last time I saw you
would be the last.
I didn’t know I should memorize
the sound of your voice,
the way your eyes softened when you looked at me,
the quiet comfort of just being near you.
If I had known…
I would’ve held on longer.
I would’ve said more.
I would’ve never let go so easily.
Now this goodbye lives in me
not as a single moment,
but as something I carry every day.
Because loving you didn’t end when you left…
and neither did missing you.
So this goodbye…
the one I never thought I’d say
it isn’t really goodbye at all.
It’s
I love you still.
I carry you always.
And somehow… I’m still yours.
Ann Marie
