In stillness I stand, time frozen in air, When she departed, my world became bare.
Her footsteps moved forward, life's vibrant stream,
While I remained stagnant, lost in a dream.
The hands of the clock, relentless they spin,
But I'm trapped in memories, dwelling within.
Her absence a chasm, an echoing void,
In a realm of stasis, my heart feels destroyed.
Though time marches on, I'm left in the past,
Yearning for moments that flew by too fast.
Lost and adrift, I search for my way, As her journey continues,
I pray for the day.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Alexithymia
PoesíaAn emotional blindness. A compilation of unsent letters and poems about how I feel. Mostly about yuuz.
