in this night
i feel so far
from where we began
i become inside this feeling
trying to understand
what this really was
i make time for it
to feel it
to touch it
to bless it
with the lips that once trembled
through late-night conversations
through kisses that lingered
longer than words ever could
on nights where everything
ticked softly in the background
the clock measuring time
while we pretended
there would always be more of it
and somehow
i find myself here again
stuck inside days
where the wind keeps pulling me forward
yet i remain perfectly still
we’re lying beneath the sun
baking inside everything
that could have been
warming ourselves
with possibilities
instead of memories
i feel all of it
the movement
the sadness
the echo of where we once stood
the quiet unraveling
of two people
learning too late
what they had
i miss you like this
not as you are now
but as the feeling
that still lives inside me
i can still taste the memory of you
and sometimes
i wish i could leave us here
inside this single moment forever
because time has never been kind
to people who hesitate
and neither have i
i have never understood
those who spend their lives
circling the same anger
mistaking bitterness
for strength
i have always believed
there is more courage
in softness
more truth
inside bittersweet kindness
than resentment could ever offer
my mouth against yours
the taste
the touch
the almost
everything we might have been
and everything
we never became
you spun through my life
like weather changing quietly
before i realized
the season had already shifted
and i always said
time is not unkind
because it passes
it is only unkind
to those who never notice
what they are holding
until it has already slipped away
because this
this was always enough
we just didn’t know it
until it became memory
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