There are thoughts that loop endlessly when someone you love has crossed over — the last words, the unanswered questions, the ache of wondering whether they knew how deeply they were loved. Grief has a way of replaying these moments, asking again and again what we would say if time gave us just one more chance.
When I imagine one last moment, I think of the people who shaped my heart — my mom, and my niece who left this world at just fourteen. She was still blossoming, still becoming, and I wish I could have stood beside her long enough to see her grow into everything she was meant to be.
I often picture what it would feel like to see them again, even for a breath — to wrap them in a hug, to tell them how much I miss them, how much they still matter. They may not be here physically, but their energy moves through my life like a quiet presence, a reminder that love doesn’t disappear. It transforms, it lingers, it stays.
This piece is for that imagined moment — the one last chance to say everything your heart still holds.