Just one day

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Eight years old, by the door I stood

You left with bags and a whispered “be good”

The wind didn’t answer the tears in my eyes

Only silence stayed as your long goodbye

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Time moved on, but your shadow stayed

In birthdays missed and prayers I made

I learned to smile, I grew up slow

Still waiting for the knock that never showed

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Just one day — that’s all I ever asked

Not to rewind, not to hold the past

Just to see your eyes and hear you breathe

Before you fade again like mist in a dream

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I have a home now, and a child of my own

But there's a quiet place where I still feel alone

Then word came — your body’s breaking down

And my heart turned into that eight-year-old somehow

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No, I don’t need reasons

No, I won’t ask why

But I beg the skies above me

Don’t let her say goodbye…

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Just one day — let me sit by your side

Even if you don’t say a word, even if you cry

Let me hold the hands that once let go

So I can finally whisper what I’ve always known...

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You were gone…

But I never stopped being your child.

And I never stopped waiting.