Losing every day – III

An awkward gallery. The last part of my series “Losing every day”.

Losing Every Day – I

Unspoken

Unspoken

It’s been a long time
Since I saw you
Since I called you
There is always
So much to do
And I hope, you understand

Time is a healer
You said
But change is a loser
I know
Your happy child is gone
And I hope, you understand

Now that I’m back
Standing next to your bed
Watching you in silence
There are no words
That fit
And I hope, you understand

These things
I wanted to say
Long ago
If you would smile
I knew it’s alright
And nothing left to understand