Gone Too Soon
Gone too soon. I know I can never reach you now, no matter how hard my heart tries. I cannot forget you either. Every time I come here, your memories rise like shadows, haunting me with a quiet guilt for the words I never spoke right. I believe you are safe in Jesus’ gentle hands, yet I still wish you were here, just once more, so I could talk to you. The fear remains. Fear when I am alone, fear when the dark settles in, fear when I face a window at night. Maybe it is your presence, or maybe it is my longing that trembles within me. If only you would come to me in a dream, let me see you, let me speak to you, just once, and rest my heart.
