Time has been passing
a  little slower
and walks home
a  little quieter
than what had been before

Words have sunken
a little deeper
and thoughts have lingered
a little longer
since last we met

I cannot place this blame
upon you
nor can I upon the sun
that chose to rise
despite my wishes to hide away
amongst the gloomy grey
of the storm clouds above

But rather
all can be traced back
to me
clinging to all that has been
for fear of all that will be
without you.