In the middle of a pitch-dark sea,
Shouting the cries of wanting to be free.
From the endless impact of tidal waves.
Wailing as she is submerged in caves.
In the middle of a grassy plateau,
Emotional debt gathered down below.
Dark shadows loom over past mistakes.
Eternal slumber, where he awakes.
Both reminisce about their younger days.
In the vault of echoes where it plays.
A person I somehow happened to cross,
"It takes only a day for my world to pause".
How much can a single person flip one's life?
And mentally experience the stab of a knife.
As they explore the shore of memory,
Encountering what was once their story.
Staying up late at night to talk,
Then hide when our parents woke.
Attending class, barely having a wink
The words these echoes make me think:
"I miss her."
Every day with her feels like it's aether.
"I miss him."
Every urge of mine arises on a whim.
Her bright smile is ever heavenly.
His laughter always emanates glee.
Her presence makes my worries flee.
His presence brings a sea of tranquility.
As he settled on the floor of the grassy high.
In the distant sea, there is a faint cry.
As she descends to the floor of the dark fissure.
In the moonlight, there is a lonely figure.
Everything felt so painfully distant,
As time suddenly became stagnant.
It feels something you could have reached,
For how at the moment they had beseeched.
For a connection that is covered in mists.
Looming hesitation as the lingering past shifts.
The moment they are trying to forget,
Where the demise of their relationship had met.
Feb 8
Feb 8, 2026 at 2:58 AM UTC
In the middle of a pitch-dark sea,
Shouting the cries of wanting to be free.
From the endless impact of tidal waves.
Wailing as she is submerged in caves.
In the middle of a grassy plateau,
Emotional debt gathered down below.
Dark shadows loom over past mistakes.
Eternal slumber, where he awakes.
Both reminisce about their younger days.
In the vault of echoes where it plays.
A person I somehow happened to cross,
"It takes only a day for my world to pause".
How much can a single person flip one's life?
And mentally experience the stab of a knife.
As they explore the shore of memory,
Encountering what was once their story.
Staying up late at night to talk,
Then hide when our parents woke.
Attending class, barely having a wink
The words these echoes make me think:
"I miss her."
Every day with her feels like it's aether.
"I miss him."
Every urge of mine arises on a whim.
Her bright smile is ever heavenly.
His laughter always emanates glee.
Her presence makes my worries flee.
His presence brings a sea of tranquility.
As he settled on the floor of the grassy high.
In the distant sea, there is a faint cry.
As she descends to the floor of the dark fissure.
In the moonlight, there is a lonely figure.
Everything felt so painfully distant,
As time suddenly became stagnant.
It feels something you could have reached,
For how at the moment they had beseeched.
For a connection that is covered in mists.
Looming hesitation as the lingering past shifts.
The moment they are trying to forget,
Where the demise of their relationship had met.