Married to a Memory (Raw)

Not moving on or away,
Time passes– it elapses,
And I’m moving forward–
with no timeline,
No regulation,
To outline this grief.

While me and you
Remain cemented in place,
Like the borders of your tomb,
I may not end up forever yours,
As new bonds strengthen.

Is it the loneliness,
Or was there less love
than thought between us
That’s allowing
life to progress?

Distance deepens,
Time and space
Wedge between us
And I struggle to
Realize I’m married
To a memory.