I assumed the most dreadful part of losing you

Would be the moment I realized

You are no longer here

With that biting misery of separation

Or the vicious ache

That would come with each memory

 

Not hearing your small feet

Running through the house

As your merry giggle fills each room

And not seeing your lively brown eyes squint

While that familiar smile turns up your lips

 

But by some unfortunate cruelty

I struggle with far worse

The constant agonizing worry

That no one will love you like I do

 

The ruthless fear

That you don’t receive

The love you need

Or the compassion you deserve

Not knowing if you feel safe

If you have someone to care for you

To hold you when you cry

To shelter you from danger

 

How selfish of me to think

Only I can ensure these things

But how disastrous to live in a world

Where you do not feel loved