𝐮𝐧𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝

𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞

time keeps slipping
my mind.
the concept has
no meaning or context.
wasted space
and invalid numerals
floating in a haze.
i'd like to remember
when time touched
me,
heart and soul,
body and mind;
changing me,
evolving me,
making me, me.
i'd to remember
that time is passing
although it is at a stand still
in a time when you
were still mine.