Bittersweet Memory

dealing with grief

How was I to know
when there was
no warning
That I wouldn't see
your face again
I thought I had
all the time
to let you know
that I love you
Now I can say it
a hundred times
a day
I can only hope you hear me
from the realm
you traveled to
and to know I am
so sorry
for not telling you
while you were here

9/2/22
Free verse poetry
line count: 19
entry for Shadows and Light Contest