time slipped through her fingers like sand
each grain a moment lost to the past
she watched days blend into nights
seasons pass in a blur
and the years weave an intricate dance
of memories and regrets
the ticking clock echoed in the silence
a constant reminder of what was gone
and what could never be again
in the quiet of her heart
she mourned not the minutes she had
but the moments she missed
lost to the relentless march of time
Tag Archives: loss
I’ll be there
I hope you know
that if you ever need me
all you have to do
is close your eyes
and find me in the shadows
where the sun shines
I’ll be there
sit with me in the warmth
and find me
in the many memories we’ve made
and in the moments
that are to come for a lifetime
Paper memories
paper memories
fragile and timeless
hold the essence of our journey
they are the faded love letters
tucked away in a drawer
the ones I read
over and over again
just to replay your words
to smell the scent
of each letter
hoping they will fill
the cracks in my broken heart
and I wish I could have
just one more moment with you
because I’d never let you go
again
One last sunrise
*picture is my own photography*
the spaces you left behind
are now filled with echoes
of our past
a bittersweet symphony
of what was
and what could have been
as time marches on
the ache of missing you remains
in the quiet moments
when the world around me
is so still and silent
I find myself searching
for glimpses of you
in the everything
and I wish I could
I could just have
one last moment with you
one last chance to share
one last sunrise
13 Years
Wow, another year here on WP, doing what I love… Poetry. Writing about love and loss, life, the world, nearly everything. It’s incredible the amount of talented people that I’ve met here. Like seriously talented. However, that aside, I’ve met the most beautiful people here. I wish I could name you all, but I’ve been fortunate enough to get to know some of you outside of WP and one in person (M ❤️) To my best friend Christopher, thank you for your true friendship, the in depth conversations, all the collabs we have done and the beautiful and exciting project we are working on.
I’ve lost a lot here too. Not just in the blog world but in my own, some are just more devastating than others in many ways. I’ve cried too many times, laughed, loved so much, grown up here really. Life has been hard, it’s been wonderful, heartbreaking, incredible, trying and fun, but I’m still here. Writing along. Continuing this writing journey with YOU beautiful souls. I am so thankful for all your love and support of my blog, it truly means so much to me.
friends are the vibrant threads
that weave moments into memories
like stars in the night sky
they illuminate our journey
friends are the laughter
that dances in the air
the comforting presence
in times of need
and you all have become
the keepers of my most
cherished chapters
Her wish
a single breath
held a universe of hope
and as she exhaled
her wish took flight
a delicate feather
carried by the breeze
soaring through the night
carrying her deepest desires
into the infinite unknown
hoping that someday
their paths will cross again
Fleeting dream
you drift
through the contours
of my mind
haunting my senses
with the memory
of what could have been
your presence lingers
yet remains intangible
eluding my grasp
like a fleeting dream at dawn
it’s as though we exist
in different dimensions
could it be
that we are merely souls
passing through each other’s lives
destined to brush closely
but never intertwine
or is there more
to our beautiful love story
Passing Ships
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
Enough
their souls have danced together
intertwined in a love
that seemed destined for eternity
yet life’s unpredictable waves
led them to different paths
she realized that love
was not always about possessing
but sometimes about releasing
and with a heavy heart
she knew she had to set him free
letting go of someone you truly love
is perhaps one of life’s greatest challenges
and she knew
that she would always carry
a piece of him within her
and hopefully
that would be enough
Engraved
that final word broke
the thin grasp of love
that I was holding on to
and in these last moments
I am reminded
of what can’t be erased
and the weight
of a thousand memories
fill my eyes
knowing time was a silent witness
to the memory of you
being engraved into my bones
The Creative Chic 