The One You Left Behind

(2011)

As minutes tick over, the hours drag on,

And so does the beat of my heart carry on.

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Though rhythm is sparse, it still keeps a beat,

As in through the window comes the sound of the street.

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The people walk by with joy and with cheer

The sound of laughter and singing I loved to hear.

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But here in my darkness the memories give way,

And slowly but surely my sanity does fray.

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Has it been days or has it been years?

All of your letters are stained with my tears…

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They lie here dog-eared, faded and stained,

The bits and pieces of you that remained.

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Surely these feelings will someday give way,

But an engraving weathers not in a day…

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So in stillness I sit, smothered by the past,

Hoping that none of these sensations will last.

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So here I sit slowly growing numb

Whishing, like you had, eternal rest would come.