Scattered pieces
They told us there was nothing that we could have done. At first we believed. Now, we question.
A minor thing... when discussed, I brushed it aside, citing a common problem that was nothing to worry about. At that time, that was what I thought... She trusted my opinion... We moved on. Then... we lose our single greatest gift. Now, I wonder, "was it my fault?" And my heart can't find the answer. If we had acted immediately, if I had been a better father-to-be, she might still be growing inside her... She begins to doubt and blame herself, but it was my suggestion that swayed her; my fault... I try to convince her, but fail to convince myself. My heart breaks ever slightly, pieces falling without a sound.
I look back, now, at the people I've lost, whether they be truely gone, or just no longer on speaking terms, or even just, away. With each of them, scattered pieces of my heart still remain, causing me to think of them at random points. Jelani is no longer speaking with me. He didn't even return my call when I told him about our loss... Josh is long gone, due to drama and misunderstanding, but was once a good friend. I miss them both. The pieces scatter. Lindsay was once close to my heart, but then broke it by cheating, then blaming me for an offense that minor in comparison. While I miss her much less then others, the wound still remains. Those who were closer to her then me in the group have also ceased to be friends. Gaps widen. A childhood friend, dear to me, gone after a tragic accident. Tears fall.
A daughter I never got to know, taken from us far to soon. Losing her was either no one's fault, or my own... Heart breaks, soul weeps.
A minor thing... when discussed, I brushed it aside, citing a common problem that was nothing to worry about. At that time, that was what I thought... She trusted my opinion... We moved on. Then... we lose our single greatest gift. Now, I wonder, "was it my fault?" And my heart can't find the answer. If we had acted immediately, if I had been a better father-to-be, she might still be growing inside her... She begins to doubt and blame herself, but it was my suggestion that swayed her; my fault... I try to convince her, but fail to convince myself. My heart breaks ever slightly, pieces falling without a sound.
I look back, now, at the people I've lost, whether they be truely gone, or just no longer on speaking terms, or even just, away. With each of them, scattered pieces of my heart still remain, causing me to think of them at random points. Jelani is no longer speaking with me. He didn't even return my call when I told him about our loss... Josh is long gone, due to drama and misunderstanding, but was once a good friend. I miss them both. The pieces scatter. Lindsay was once close to my heart, but then broke it by cheating, then blaming me for an offense that minor in comparison. While I miss her much less then others, the wound still remains. Those who were closer to her then me in the group have also ceased to be friends. Gaps widen. A childhood friend, dear to me, gone after a tragic accident. Tears fall.
A daughter I never got to know, taken from us far to soon. Losing her was either no one's fault, or my own... Heart breaks, soul weeps.