I wish I could’ve talked too him a little bit more while I was home. Spoke the words that drilled my mind, but hesitated with the decision it was too soon.
Words left unspoken meant only for his ears.
And now instead of being by his side, I’m stuck in a time warp, day in an day out of work.
Not knowing what would’ve came had I said what I’d wanted, the first time I came home.
Love you uncle