Through the act of living itself, sadness piles up here and there. Whether in the logs of your cell phone, in the sempiternal return of the sunset, or in the memories that you just can't seem to shake off. Memories of when we met all those years ago, but of course it was never meant to be. How long till I forget about you, do you reckon; but how can I, when such memories beckon? Although I yearn for the nearing of our hearts, I know with each moment we're drifting. Drifting at five centimetres per second.
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Five Centimetres per Second
Poetry"Five Centimetres per Second" is a poignant prose poem that explores the gradual accumulation of sadness in life, focusing on the lingering memories of a past relationship. Drawing inspiration from the Japanese concept of the falling speed of cherry...
