If I could…
These 6 1/2 years later than the day after your death that I never thought I’d survive…
I would approach you hesitantly…
I would rush into your arms…
I would stand in wonder…
I would stare disbelievingly at you…
I would shake my head back and forth…
No.
Yes.
Of course…
It would feel so normal, seeing you standing in front of me again.
I knew you weren’t really gone I’d breathe.
Even though I knew you were dead.
Even though I knew you couldn’t be dead…
Because, really, how could you be dead
When you are so alive in all the pictures of you and I together?
You’d reach for my hand as I reached for yours…
And our bodies would touch so closely that all light between us would disappear…
You and I again…
Me and you…
Us.
Yes.
My world would be bright again.
It would shimmer and glow and fireworks would explode around us…
Us again.
Me again.
Love again.
You again.
If I could…