Until we meet again

 Until we meet again.

That’s what I whispered to the little life I never got to hold.

Not goodbye.
Not see you later.

Just… until we meet again.

Because even though the world moved on, I still remember. I still feel the space they should have filled. I still catch myself dreaming of who they might have been.

Pregnancy loss isn’t just losing a baby. It’s losing the firsts, the milestones, the memories that were never given the chance to be made.

It’s grieving someone no one else got to know, yet loving them with your whole heart anyway.

So if you’ve ever had to whisper “until we meet again” to a tiny soul who left too soon, I see you. I’m with you.

And I believe they knew love every second they were here.