They say time heals all wounds
Why do mine seem deeper than ever?
Why do I long for her?
I don't think I want her back
I've just been engulfed by nostalgia
I'm trapped, unable to move on
Why God?
Why me?
Please...
Please free me.

Two souls journey into eternal love
One guides the other
Bonded through lifetimes
Unbounded by time

in the background
chattering updates

a wolf howling
listening out for answers

deep in the marrow
unseen forces

someone pressed enter
all forever changelings

the wolves
stick to the same language.

The copper bells glisten
Swaying in the sunshine
I pause as I listen
To the tinkling
Of the wind chimes

In the distance, they ring
A gentle melody -
I hear their songs
The unsaid words they sing

How sweet is their music
Sweet the joy they bring
Such is the wonder -
The magic of little things

straining my eyes
sitting on the suitcase that is my brain trying to zip it up
pain medication
micro naps when i blink for too long
persistence
hatred
boredom
overload

We sit and stare
No conversation
To share,
Drinking slowly
Time going  slow
It’s like being in
An orchard  where
Apples don’t grow.
Closing the highways
Is not our thing
Our songs
had great
Lyrics and
we could sing,
So why our we staring
No talk to share
Let’s get them growing
Them apples and pears.