Once the river of words stood still
I sat and glanced out the windowsill
Wondering what you were doing
Watching summer storms brewing
It was silence but never bad
Because of the connection that we had
The quiet was okay
But I still spoke to you in my head
Now we talk again once more
I realise I missed you, for
You are important to my life
And you stand beside me in my strife
May 7
May 7, 2026 at 4:27 AM UTC
Once the river of words stood still
I sat and glanced out the windowsill
Wondering what you were doing
Watching summer storms brewing
It was silence but never bad
Because of the connection that we had
The quiet was okay
But I still spoke to you in my head
Now we talk again once more
I realise I missed you, for
You are important to my life
And you stand beside me in my strife
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