“I saw my name in the paper today.
The page was yellowed, aged by morning sun.
Because the world didn’t stop turning,
the clock didn’t break, the trains kept on moving.
But I was gone for fortnight now.
I saw my face on a photo today.
Different photos, placed throughout my life.
Because the world didn’t forget,
the missing didn’t stop, the memories remembered.
But I was gone for months now.
I saw my name in the paper today.
A different person, born by morning sun.
Because the world didn’t stop turning,
the clock didn’t break, the lives kept moving.
But I was gone for years now.
I saw my name in the paper today.
A fleeing thought, lived within.
Because the world didn’t stop turning,
the clock didn’t break, the trains kept on moving.
So I kept walking through it all.”
A.V.
Mar 13
Mar 13, 2026 at 6:43 PM UTC
“I saw my name in the paper today.
The page was yellowed, aged by morning sun.
Because the world didn’t stop turning,
the clock didn’t break, the trains kept on moving.
But I was gone for fortnight now.
I saw my face on a photo today.
Different photos, placed throughout my life.
Because the world didn’t forget,
the missing didn’t stop, the memories remembered.
But I was gone for months now.
I saw my name in the paper today.
A different person, born by morning sun.
Because the world didn’t stop turning,
the clock didn’t break, the lives kept moving.
But I was gone for years now.
I saw my name in the paper today.
A fleeing thought, lived within.
Because the world didn’t stop turning,
the clock didn’t break, the trains kept on moving.
So I kept walking through it all.”
A.V.
