How Could I Have Thought?

Aren't I arrogant enough to believe it couldn't happen to me.
Again.
Wasn't I foolish enough to think I could escape this heartbreak.
Again.
How could I believe I was immune to this hurt.
This devastation.
This death.
Again.

We played our cards,
And fate interceded.
We lost.
Our hearts broke.
How do we recover.
Again.

Again. Again. AGAIN!

I am tired. I am hurt. I am shocked.

But, I am also more compassionate.
More understanding.
More than I was earlier this day.

My angel is spending her Christmas in heaven,
Wrapped in my daddy's loving arms.
I will meet her-
Someday.

But now, I miss her tremendously.
The vision of her.
The thought of her.
The longing for her.

Sometimes, life is just too hard.
I miss her already...