The clock is ticking
Tick toc
But what is missing
Tic toc
All the moments
we lived through
All the dreams
I dreamed of you
Don’t you understand
my tears
Never could
conceal my fears
Midnights chiming now
Tic toc
Echoes from the hallway clock
Tic toc
It seems so quiet
here and still
So many empty
hours to fill
I hear your laughter
in my mind
Your memories
live there all the time
The hands are turning
Tic toc
I’m full of yearning tic toc
We held each other
through the night
Hid our pain locked
out of sight
There was so much
we didn’t say
As darkness slowly
turned to day
the clock needs winding
tic toc
for if I don’t time will stop
tic toc
she said goodbye
I tasted pain
I would not
see her again
She left the scars
of love behind
To break this lonely
Heart of mine
The clock is ticking
Tic toc, tic toc
- Author: Mike carter ( Offline)
- Published: February 12th, 2016 02:48
- Category: Short story
- Views: 31
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