As 11am approaches
Knowing they're on their way,
Making your final journey
7th March, today. 

It feels strange not being there,
Having a chance for a final goodbye.
But I know it's what you wanted;
We don't need to say goodbye. 

I miss you. 
I miss your laugh, so distinct. 
I miss the way you called me G, 
In a way that no one else did. 

I miss the plans we made for puddings. 
I miss the reassurance you offered
When I was anxious or didn't feel enough. 
But I know it's not really a need to say goodbye, 
You'll be there on every flight as I vibe. 

You taught me so much. 
You supported us through so much. 
I wish this wasn't the way things are. 
I don't want to say goodbye.