I guess this is the end

I pray to God that there is more

This story barely started

and now tears trickle to the floor

You told me not to cry for you

but darling, it’s who I am

So please, forgive me in that respect

I’m doing the best I can

Why does this have to be it?

I thought this was a poem I’d never write

If I could hug you, babe, I would

You’ll never be out of mind, just out of sight

I pray for you soft journeys

that you always get what you need

I pray that you remember your God

and that His word you heed

Monique, I’m sorry that this is goodbye

Just know that you can always come home to me

Darling, I miss you too much already

I wish that you could see