Time is –
the painter of these walls,
the designer of our interior,
the landscaper of our memories.

I watched as you firmly gripped
onto the fabric of what we once were.
I’m so sorry I can’t be there for you.
Time was better, stronger, harsher,
and the fabric tore apart.

It was never a war,
but it still felt like
we lost.

Don’t live to mourn what is gone,
Sew anew and let life soar,
Wove each thread with the love
you’ve shown me before,
and sew a new pattern
to adorn your home.

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