Warning: grief
An Echo
‘Looking for pieces of broken hourglass
Trying to get it all back, put it back together
As if the time had never passed’
— Fall Out Boy, Bishops Knife Trick
Let me go back
please
to before
my heart
split into fragments
— crystalline shards of glass
which I tire
of pasting back together
yet again.
Some of the pieces are
always missing.
Atomised to infinity.
(You took them with you
into whatever passes
for eternity.)
I wish I could parcel each moment,
capture your voice, your smile,
on hours of video,
the sparkle of your eyes in a picture.
But it wouldn’t be true.
It wouldn’t be you.
No matter how high-definition,
it could never be the same.
Still, I wish I could
hear your voice
again,
even if it would only
be
an echo
of yesterday’s love
please
to before
my heart
split into fragments
— crystalline shards of glass
which I tire
of pasting back together
yet again.
Some of the pieces are
always missing.
Atomised to infinity.
(You took them with you
into whatever passes
for eternity.)
I wish I could parcel each moment,
capture your voice, your smile,
on hours of video,
the sparkle of your eyes in a picture.
But it wouldn’t be true.
It wouldn’t be you.
No matter how high-definition,
it could never be the same.
Still, I wish I could
hear your voice
again,
even if it would only
be
an echo
of yesterday’s love
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So, what do you think?
Talk to me! ππ¬
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This is awesome! "Atomised to infinity" π π.
ReplyDeleteThank you Roberta!!!! :) <3
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