So very conscious of the moments passing.
Each one bringing about a massive change
That I’m too weak to react to
Or too strong to be affected by.
Connections falling apart, but I’m so calm
As if I’ve fully understood what being is about
Mine, and yours too.
Where do we go from here, you ask?
Everywhere. We go everywhere.
Until right now becomes a distant memory,
An almost forgotten past,
When we won’t even remember how we drifted apart,
When we won’t even remember what this was.
Only a distant dismal memory.