Your now
is not your forever
but
forever
is composed of nows;

Night sits on my chest
Squeezes poems out of me
And grinds my poor soul

“I’ll be right back” –He said with a voice I could barely hear–
Trembling with the fear he would never return, I felt pain in my chest.

He returned when the sun was setting with a smile in his face. The one I loved the most

“I’ll be right back” –He said and left me with a farewell kiss in my forehead–

I woke up already crying with an agonizing pain in my heart