When the sun sets
I hold my breath
Not because night has come
Instead
time has stopped.
Spent by thoughts
Not like before.
Just like sand
Sitting by the shore.
Bustling streets
And traffic jams.
Where people meet
And share a glance.
You're far from reach
But your touch so near.
We share a laugh and a tear.
Back out where the streets are ready.
Closing in,
I pull out.
The distance and space,
In front, yet
Backed away.
Still waters under my skin.
Just vacant,
Nothing spilling in.
May 8
May 8, 2026 at 7:27 AM UTC
When the sun sets
I hold my breath
Not because night has come
Instead
time has stopped.
Spent by thoughts
Not like before.
Just like sand
Sitting by the shore.
Bustling streets
And traffic jams.
Where people meet
And share a glance.
You're far from reach
But your touch so near.
We share a laugh and a tear.
Back out where the streets are ready.
Closing in,
I pull out.
The distance and space,
In front, yet
Backed away.
Still waters under my skin.
Just vacant,
Nothing spilling in.
08.05.2026
