Somewhere in my heart

 Somewhere in my heart, I know I’ll meet you one day. But today is not that day.

Today, I carry the weight of wondering.

Wondering what it would have been like to hear your laugh.
To know if you would have had my stubbornness or your dad’s soft heart.
To feel your tiny hand wrap around my finger.

You were so small, but the space you left behind is huge.
And when you left, a piece of me left too.

I never got to hold you, but I will always love you.
You will always be part of me.
Even in the quiet.
Even in the ache.

Until we meet again.