My footsteps should have remained static,
but I listened while you were whispering
beyond my reflections.
I was their but my own impression
didn't linger long enough to see the pain
falling like autumns leaves.
I looked beyond the views of myself and saw
a light fading before it was meant to become
a shooting star.
I now wish upon your descending memory,
wishing I had been there more before you felt
the need to become extinguished.
Reminiscing on my failures of what I should
have delicately read.
But I let you light fade swinging like an
extinguished chandelier.
No longer did light breath,
but an extinguished moment
of time that wasn't meant to fade yet.
*"Were both shooting stars hanging silently,
never falling just motionless in grief.*
Feb 24, 2018
Feb 24, 2018 at 5:09 PM UTC
My footsteps should have remained static,
but I listened while you were whispering
beyond my reflections.
I was their but my own impression
didn't linger long enough to see the pain
falling like autumns leaves.
I looked beyond the views of myself and saw
a light fading before it was meant to become
a shooting star.
I now wish upon your descending memory,
wishing I had been there more before you felt
the need to become extinguished.
Reminiscing on my failures of what I should
have delicately read.
But I let you light fade swinging like an
extinguished chandelier.
No longer did light breath,
but an extinguished moment
of time that wasn't meant to fade yet.
*"Were both shooting stars hanging silently,
never falling just motionless in grief.*
One more light tribute
