Kurt R.A. Giambastiani

I held your hand
From the day we met,
Through trials of love,
Through long years filled with
Thunderheads and rainbows.

I held your hand
From Emptiness to Starlight,
Never wanting more,
Knowing there never could be
More than we already knew.

I held your hand
From Love’s blushing entry
Through Death’s cold exit
From a life too full
To be realized
Too captivating
To behold.

I held your hand
From sunrise to sunset,
The hours pressed between pages
Like memorial flowers,
Wreaths of the fallen,
Betrothals unspoken,
Dreams unwrapped.

I held your hand.
I was the one
Who sat beside you,
The one whose life
Goes onward,
Unfulfillable,
Alone.

I held your hand.