The hesitancy was increasing.
The chill was descending.
Her rose like cheeks were crimsoning.
As i stood before her,
I remember her sleeping cozily in her room.
I remember the curves of her lips as she laughs.
I remember the little pearl like tear falling down.
From the eyes that has all the kindness of the world.
Today she was close.
Close enough to make me feel,
For centuries that I have never felt:
The beating of my heart.
I stand before her now.
The little wrinkle over her forehead,
Was because she got scared of me,
But I believed it to be out of care.
With everything inside me melting,
I said what I shouldn’t have,
And what I should have.
Wanting nothing in return,
But her ears to listen.
Everything was said without an utterance.
Everything was felt within the moment.
“god I wish you don’t have to forget this. But you do.”
The tear fell from the eye.
Erasing all that was created.
Erasing all that was ever dreamt.
its th most moving scene...n ur poem describes it well..photo is amazing..keep writin...looking forward to ur writings
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