What time took
Walking with you,
your hand in mine
I never thought a feeling
so warm
could fade with time.
It started with one day,
then two,
a week,
then a month,
until yesterday
became another door
that became locked
There were days
filled with your hugs,
with love that felt endless,
now buried somewhere
beneath the muffled sound
of my own cries.
There were words
I needed to hear
from your heart,
words I waited for,
words that never came
And left me in pain
Every day I look back
and try to remember
what we were.
The present always finds me
It pulls me away
from the memories
I keep reaching for,
leaving me clinging
to fragments of the past
small pieces
of what once was,
pieces I didn't know were disappearing
until they were gone.
Stolen from me
one by one,
until all I could hold
was the memory
of being held.
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