Leave out all the rest

It still hurts,

you’ve changed your name

I’ve lost the game,

and you’re no longer here,

It still hurts,

I’ve cried the tears,

lived the years,

wrinkled in fears

coiled up till today

I move on as I sometimes do,

away from things, away from you

and think of life on a planet new

but why should I?

I can’t follow through

So I sit by the hourglass,

and let time form me a shape,

I watch closely the stars

that still give me light,

I sit right through,

while slumber lulls the night

I read each memory of your name,

and the misfit you said we were to each other’s name,

and it turns out we did move on,

just that I couldn’t outlive that song

I can cry but it hurts just as much

without it too

if I start I still seek you to continue

I watch you from far observing the change,

 turning to the mirror that caged me benign

how could I ever give you

a better sign or proof, of my being aloof…

Light years back I could see this day,

yet looking back, memories of us are fading away

I can ask you for time,

I know you will have some,

I could ask you some more

but how could I ever ask...

Yourself, you..?

I’d only return to a night black,

an image of fantasy rusting in time

reasons and love that just didn’t rhyme

I see a couple, and I think it’s you,

moving on towards what you were meant to,

and I picture my name on that door,

creatively, I could still be your core

and you my accessory…

a sultry design,

oh, I could wear you

till my skin would have the impression

on which my heart resigned

I take it, you never felt this way,

in a world of chaos, how can logics come to play

I keep rowing, but I don’t seek the shore…

I’m just looking to run from the skies

that housed us, the one moment

 I stepped into life’s pure

And since then this exploration

has been all about the will to explore,

the love she said is all about will,

 but my might is wearing thin

Yes, without you, I seem to be wandering thin

not having much to lose

and without having a desire to win…

Though there are desires,

but none that I seek to pursue,

I could ask you to hold me again,

but then it wouldn’t just be me… or you

My solitude takes an admirable shape,

I’m seeking old worlds with a new gaze

but for now, like a miasma,

you seem to grow

and with every heartbeat I can feel that echo...

I gather around my thoughts

and continue to live in peace

and when the darkness becomes too bitter

I close my eyes and pray for release…