Once I loved in the span of
sand-like seconds,
grains of time
slipping
out of my clutching fingers,
into the yawning abyss of hazy memory.
And every now and again,
a faint Echo sounds out from down there,
and Narcissus wakes,
quakes,
and drowns out her scream,
with the dying light
of my dreams.
'Me.'
'It's all me now.' he smiles,
as he sits in a deceptive shallow,
oblivious to the scars
on his back.
Oh, I know, reflection - I know.
But once, I loved.
Once.
Feb 13
Feb 13, 2026 at 11:17 PM UTC
Once I loved in the span of
sand-like seconds,
grains of time
slipping
out of my clutching fingers,
into the yawning abyss of hazy memory.
And every now and again,
a faint Echo sounds out from down there,
and Narcissus wakes,
quakes,
and drowns out her scream,
with the dying light
of my dreams.
'Me.'
'It's all me now.' he smiles,
as he sits in a deceptive shallow,
oblivious to the scars
on his back.
Oh, I know, reflection - I know.
But once, I loved.
Once.
I learned to love myself because loving others became too painful...but I still mourn the part of me that could reach outward.