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Wonder 🤍


I long to hold you once more, 
Slowly rock you back and fro, 

Tell everyone the hurt I feel, deep inside my core.

I wanted to see your eyes, the colour of you hair,

The decision we had to make, I promise, doesn’t mean we didn’t care. 

Your skin was so soft, your nose so cute, 

At times I wish I could put my mind on mute. 

I wonder continuously how you would have laughed,

Would you have preferred, English, Art or Math? 

What if things could have worked out, 

Even though we were told the chances were nout. 

How do I get out of the quick sand that’s pulling me under, 

Every day I can hear the thunder.

I smell your blanket to help me feel close, 

But never in my life have I missed someone the most.

You will forever be in my thoughts and i will speak your name every day,

I will love you unconditionally, come what may. 


By Monica Jane Quinn

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