I Love You

A poem I wrote for my Grandfather Royce Luiken when I was 10


I held your hand, but couldn't keep you from dying.

I wanted to say goodbye, but the words wouldn't come out.

I wanted to say "i love you" but put it off and thought "i'll say it later,"

and then forgot all together.

I cried for hours and thought,

"Why me? Why now? When i need it so much?"

And then you were going. I cried uncontrollably for the next hour or two.

It was true. I missed you already.

I just wanted to you to know

I love you.

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