The Last Time I Held You

I held you in my arms, that very last time.

You looked into my eyes, with the trust, and love

that only you felt.

With my hand on your heart, you left this life,

Your days of suffering ended, the final release.

You only held on to give me time,

time to accept that we had to part.

The last journey taken,

Washed on your way with my tears.

Ours was a love I will never know again,

To know it once, a thing of great beauty.

My thoughts went back to our time together,

the good and the bad.

Endless days basking in your smile,

Floating on a wave of delight.

Uplifted, just by being in your presence.

The time you left me,

Months of not knowing where you were,

Whether you were even still alive.

The overwhelming joy when you returned to me,

never to be parted again.

Death for me now holds no fear.

When I get the call, I will go with lightness of heart,

Knowing that you will be there

waiting.

I will hold you in my arms again,

I will hold you tight.

This time I will never let you go.