Feeling You...

Feeling You​

That day it wasn't me
who held your hand;
was a stranger,
someone else who loved You enough
to let You go.

I was there
between your silence
and my tears of joy;
I felt happy,
because
you were going to be that way, too.

I was there,
smiling to my pain,
giggling loud,
crying so silent
that I even heard my own cry.

I was there,
letting you go,
standing in the middle of nowhere,
in the middle of all...