This Time

And I wish I might be able

to hug you one day.

And when we would first meet,

this time,

I would give you such a strong hug,

such a long hug.

And when our cheeks should meet,

this time,

you’d feel the salty wetness of my tears,

against your cheek.

And you’d say to me,

this time,

not to be sad,

this was a happy time.

And I’d say my tears were both happy and sad,

this time,

sad for the time we could have had together,

but beyond happy for

this time.