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.