The Son I Never Had
You came in my dreams today;
Exactly 9 months 10 days in fact,
and i’m not sure if i feel overjoyed
or if there's a hole in my heart.
For how is it possible
to feel how perfectly you fit in my arms
without ever touching your skin.
How is it possible
to watch your brown curls bounce in the light
as you run straight towards me
when they never got the chance to grow.
-And despite all that,
nothing grabs my heart,
rips it in two and steals my breath away
as much as seeing your little hands
around that pen at home
and not remembering the name you wrote.
Copyright © Ngoc Tram Hong | Year Posted 2017
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