A 5am poem

The dream is over
Little guy,
Open your eyes.
The pain is coming
Little guy,
Brace your heart.
She’s leaving
Little guy,
Say your goodbyes.
I know you don’t want it
Little guy,
But life is full of goodbyes.
You will live through this
Little guy,
But for now,
Allow yourself to cry.
Keep the memories
In your heart
Little guy,
Cherish them,
And learn from them,
And never forget
All seventeen of them.