There will be a time
When I must stop repeating the same rhyme.
And I know that day will eventually come.
But for now, there is nowhere else to which I let my mind run…
I still miss you.
I think about you every day.
I wonder and question and scream at myself
For letting the moment pass away…
And for a moment,
I can find a calm,
Where I’m not stuck searching
Or doubting or reaching for psalms.
But that moment always passes too soon
And I found myself rebounding,
refocusing, remembering you.
Everyday, I still awake and go to sleep
With you filling my head,
Showing up in all I see,
Resting in the lost hope of what I thought would be.
I still find reminders of you
In everything I type,
In anything and everything I’ve ever read.
I miss you and no peace
Has come to quiet me yet…
There will be a time
When I must stop repeating the same rhyme.
And I know that day will eventually come.
But for now, there is nowhere else to which I let my mind run…
—Written by Sandy Heights