Losing
I held you once, a flicker of light,
A heartbeat soft, a tether tight.
But time, that thief, so quiet and bold,
Let the warmth fade, left the world cold.
In the silent dawn, where shadows lay,
I search for words, lost things to say.
What slips through fingers like the sand,
Are pieces of a life I’d planned.
A whisper, a glance, the smallest trace,
Of laughter gone, an empty space.
The echoes call, a distant song,
Of days that felt like they’d last long.
Yet love persists, a stubborn fire,
A silent ache, a quiet choir.
For even lost, in memory’s keep,
What’s once been loved is never asleep.