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Missing what was but never came to be

it's an obscure statement I realize

but really it's not that hard to understand

In this world and it's odd game of fate

there are many things that were that never

come to be

As children we all have dreams, what we will be when

we grow up, who we will marry how perfect our lives will turn out

Well the older we get the less likely any of it seems

if you are one of the lucky few who achieve the goals

they set as a small child something will likely happen to take that away

it's a sad fact but very true

Sometimes things are just naturally taken away and you don't miss them

then there are moments in life when things are ripped away and it tears you apart

the last shred of childhood innocence one of the hardest to part with

especially if it is not part of a "natural" way of growing up

there are so many things that can be taken from us.

I feel the need to protect innocence most of all

it is a precious gift that we are given that should be our choice to part with

nurturing and protecting that gift as best we can is what is most important

so when it is ripped away it seems so unjust.

it's hard to judge what should have come to pass

but some things just don't seem natural

why a simple accident can have such life altering

complications I don't understand

it's hard to know what might have been

or why we weren't given the chance.

perhaps it would have been awful, there certainly was that doubt

but was so abruptly taken away, so hard to adjust too

then the littlest of things remind you of what was but never came to be

a chance at something great, something different,

a chance to truly make that difference we all set out to make

a chance to truly know unconditional love

a chance to know that things are finally right with the world

all to be ripped away in one split second

how wrong it feels to never have known what was about to come

an odd attachment formed, maybe never shown on the outside

but it was there now all that's left is an empty feeling

an endless missing of what was but never came to be......