Mornings are hard. I keep forgetting you aren’t here.
I reach over to hold you and the bed is empty and cold
I took for granted you’d always be there to hold.
26 years I knew you, so many ups and downs
but you were the love of my life
I feel I let you down
I didn’t listen enough
you needed me so badly and I pushed you away
for that I’ll always live with regret that you aren’t here today.
Depression creeps in when you least expect it
like a shadow hiding in the corners of the house
waiting to consume you
when you’re vulnerable
and in need of human contact and conversation.
Covid didn’t help us, it took away your joy
Your sight was poor, you had severe pain in your body
everything you loved was slowly erased.
Movies, work, walking, reading.
My heart broke for you every day.
Our daughter was your only light, you were so very proud
She misses you every day, I wish you could see her now.
My own grief took hold of me, and left no room for you,
I’m so very sorry I wasn’t there for you.
I’ll love you always and forever my beautiful boy.
x