in the quiet corners of my heart
I kept a flame burning
a tender light
that belonged solely to you
it danced and flickered
casting shadows of hope
across the walls of my soul
illuminating a path
for only you and I
but in your words
I felt a distance
a reflection of a love
not quite the same
it was as if our hearts
were ships passing in the night
destined for different shores
and I guess the hardest part
of this is learning to accept
that not all loves are the same
here with you
time loses its grip
and moments stretch into infinity
leaving a trail of memories
that shimmer like stardust
each heartbeat
becomes a symphony
resonating through the vast expanse
of the universe
and love weaves its narrative
into the fabric of eternity
I want to meet
the sound of your breath
as it fills an empty room
and listen to the stories
that you hold inside
within every exhale
to feel the weight
of your words
quietly settle inside
the depths of my flesh and bones
and wait to be scattered
upon these pages
*Photo is my own*
time stretches
like a fragile thread
as I sit alone
on this weathered bench
in these moments
of suspended existence
I find myself caught
between the past and present
the ticking of the clock
becomes a resounding echo
amplifying the echoes
of my thoughts
each second
a drop in the hourglass
falls with a measured cadence
and I wait patiently
for the arrival of that someone
who promises
to breathe life into my silence
in the realm of ink and paper
I seek solace in the rhythm
as the thoughts slowly find
the tips of my fingers
with words as my palette
and metaphors as my guide
I embark on a journey
where love and poetry meet
like a gentle breeze
on a summer’s eve
love softly whispers its tune
caressing the depths of my soul
I dip my quill in passion’s ink
and let the verses flow
it’s there I see you
upon these empty pages
and as the breath of life
passes through my layers
pieces of you
of me
of us
will be forever written
inside this heartbeat of mine
the gentle touch
of your hand
and the warmth
of your embrace
still lingers upon my skin
like phantom whispers
haunting the hollow spaces
that still live within
I close my eyes and surrender
to the tide of emotions
that wash over me
as I long for your voice
to dance upon my ears once more
time a relentless thief
has taken you away
and what we once shared
echoes in the silence
of the tears I cry
until we meet again
I’ll hold on to
to those small pieces
of your memory
and pray the universe
will answer my silent plea
in the faded pages
of this old book
memories danced
in delicate ink
within those worn lines
the scent of a forgotten summer
hung in the air
mingling with the crisp pages
every turn revealed pieces
of a life once lived
etching the essence of existence
onto blank paper
it cradled whispered secrets
and the echoes of a soul
reaching for the infinite
and as the story unfolds
its final page beckons
reminding me
to savor the present
for it too shall become
just another memory
like a brushstroke
upon this bare canvas
love paints the world
in vivid hues
it invites the fingers
to glide gently
along the velvety texture
of a rose petal
to taste the sweetness
of ripe fruits
to savor the warmth
of a lover’s embrace
it lures the nose
to inhale deeply
the fragrant scent
of blooming flowers
the earth after a rain storm
and the faint traces
of distant memories
that will eternally live within
these walls of my soul
in shadows cast
by a broken facade
we once existed
in this old home
stained glass
from hushed secrets
the lies fell one by one
on the ledge
a breath away from freedom
these empty walls
now echo with echos
absorbing words of anger
stale smoke now lingers
through every room
screaming to be heard
but no one there to listen
and somewhere inside
that fragmented place
a part of her is still there
hidden in memories
goodbye
a dance of shadows
the ones of you and I
an intricate ballet
in the depths of night
each step we take
is filled with hesitation
as we move apart
leaving behind little pieces
of what used to be
it’s the silence that follows
that will forever be engraved
into this broken heart
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