The second hand of the clock
starts moving
anti clockwise.
The tears on my face
seep back
into my eyes.
I fly and spiral
down
a black hole.
The time
spins and warps
out of control.
I zoom by
all the places
that we’ve been to.
Right to the very
first moment
that I’ve met you.
.uoy teem ot eciN
And it all begins again.
Jun 27, 2020
Jun 27, 2020 at 8:50 AM UTC
The second hand of the clock
starts moving
anti clockwise.
The tears on my face
seep back
into my eyes.
I fly and spiral
down
a black hole.
The time
spins and warps
out of control.
I zoom by
all the places
that we’ve been to.
Right to the very
first moment
that I’ve met you.
.uoy teem ot eciN
And it all begins again.
