As you depart, the weight of your absence
Burdens my breath,
Rendering each inhale a struggle,
The days, once distinct, now blur into a disorienting collage, and even the simplest tasks morph into towering mountains,
Each casting a haunting shadow that looms over my every faltering step,
Time, slipping through my trembling fingers like the finest grains of sand, leaves me desperately reaching for something, anything, to anchor myself in this sea of despair,
All these feels like an appointment that was never done,
And promises left unsaid,a dream that was never touched,
And feelings that were not let out,
Beneath the gray sky and falling stars,
Is my life filled with regrets of what should have but never was.