"SO IT IS"

 

"SO IT IS"

Subtle swaps in slow-mo, hours drift past, turn days in the flow,

Polite whispers, heart on edge, not to raise storm or eyebrow pledge.

The crawl of our split didn’t mute the lonely, sting still bit deep,

Heart up late, crying in thunder, why no more sheets to keep?

Night invites gone, wrapped in solo cadence, drowning in silent lens,

Selfish hopes, dimpled smiles, fingers dancing through midnight trends.

Planned for permanence, dimples in exile, voicemail ghosts greet,

Each day end bites harder, dreams shatter in slow defeat.

Thought we’d forever, fingers entwined in black waves,

Voicemails longer than life, but departure paves.

Lonely beats hard at night, where’d the comfort go,

Wrapped in sheets, our story, slow to let the soul know.

Permanent fantasies clash with fleeting reality’s bash,

Ten-minute tapes, now shattered glass, evenings without past,

Crying to skies, lost in storm’s glare,

Silent night, no longer wrapped in your stare.

Heartbeats skip in solitude, seeking solace in storm’s cry,

Body cold, no sheets to warm, no fingers to fly.

Extended dreams replaced by heartbreak, voicemails erased,

Day ends colder now, warm embraces displaced.

Thoughts of dimples, smiles, eternal, black hair,

Hopes shallow now, left beyond repair.

Memories linger, stormy nights beg,

Why no more warmth, just silent dread.