Like sand through my fingers.
It all crumbled at our feet.
Our time and efforts, ashes.
Burned by distance, by the trust slipping from our grasp.
The castle, that was our haven coming apart.
The pieces we kept picking
Panicking and putting them back together.
Gave one last groan, caved in.
It was all we know, all we had.
So I watch you,
Each step away feels like torment.
Each less audible.
Further and further away, with a frown.
We saw it coming.
We tried our best.
It was never enough.
©️ mirthyKayla, 2022
