Since you passed away,
I no longer live
In linear time.
I no longer see each day
The ordinary way,
Living each hour
From morning until night.
Since you passed away,
I’m often snatched from
The current hour
Snatched into the past
Where you were,
Back into that moment
When we can be
Face to face
And I’d behold your gaze
For as long as I could stay.
Since you passed away,
I sometimes move
Into the future
Where I see glimpses
Of what could have been,
You and me walking hand in hand,
In a different future
Where I never lost you
Where you were never gone.
Time is different for me now,
And I guess it would never
Be the same.
How could it be the same
When you have taken
Away my heart?
And thus I live
From day to day
From morning until night,
Moving back and forth through time,
Catching a glimpse of you
Beyond time
Beyond space
Beyond everything that keeps me
From going back to you.
The above poem is included in Jocelyn Soriano’s book for those who grieve the loss of a loved one “Of Waves and Butterflies: Poems on Grief”. Get it from Amazon today—click here.
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