Poetry and Dermot

Never Enough

I wasn’t done with you yet
We didn’t have enough time

But what would have been enough
For your heart and mine?

Enough sunrises
Walks in the snow

Enough rough times
Through every low

Enough time with our
Sharing a proud glance

Enough nights on the town
Every small romance

Enough evenings at home
A glass of wine

Enough vacations together
Time to unwind

I cherish every memory
But our time was cut short

And how do I keep going
With a shattered heart?

Because somehow it must be enough
There is no going back

No bargaining with death
No editing the final act

Acceptance feels impossible
An unfathomable necessity

Time stretches on too long now
Loneliness and sadness for eternity

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