Today, it will slowly get better.
But, what do I do on those seemingly infinite string of time? From sunlight to dark to starry skies to complete darkness?

The forever between today and better.

How do I wait whilst my heart gets hollowed out by time itself?

There, I finally said it.

My words blindly wisp at the distilled silence.

His lips; a silent, unmoving line.

A tiny voice that does not quite sound like mine peeks out of an
e  m p t  y
s p a c e.
I knew it.

"What are we going to do with all that infinite time?"
He slowly says, as his fingertips flicks gently and draws an  ∞ on the inner corner of my wrist.

A little inward gasp widens my eyes,
a slight stirring of all my impervious places;
a wisp of an untitled something.

It's a wisp that my raw fingertips cannot touch just yet.
It is still terribly ribboned
by
the shards of time.

"Fine, I am going to make feel in such a way, you've never felt so acutely human."

My lips flicker with something very odd.
A ghost of smile slowly begins its
slow, slow dance.

Something lovely
tip-toes
into
the
creases of
my
heart.