Will There Be Regrets

This year has seen so many new firsts in my life,

But sadly, they are also the first lasts,

However, you are yet to realise this,

But next year this will truly hit home,

Will this cause you to regret?

**

My first Easter spent entirely alone,

Forgotten, cast aside,

You’ll have the opportunity to spend the next Easter together,

But that’ll be our last chance,

Will you take it?

**

My first Mother’s Day you didn’t deem important enough to celebrate with me,

We’ll have one more,

But that’ll be our first last,

Will I be important enough?

Will you give me my due respect?

**

My first Father’s Day that you stayed away,

Unbeknownst that it was also our last,

There’ll be no other opportunity,

This is our first non-celebratory Father’s Day,

Will you pine for the loss?

**

My first birthday that you ignored,

Again, there’ll be no turning back,

My next birthday will see me far from you,

Will you even remember?

Will you even care?

**

My first Christmas without a word,

Our last opportunity to make it right,

But it’s Christmas Eve and you’ve made no plans,

So this will be our first last because you’ll never have another chance,

This time next year I will be gone, but I doubt you’ll even notice my absence.

**

I hope you never desperately need me,

I hope you’ll accept the brokenness we have become,

The disjointed absenteeism that wasn’t necessary,

I hope you’ll be happy,

And I hope you don’t come to regret the first lasts you ever gifted me.

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