Time Moves On


That one time
gazing out
of the window
at the evening sun
striking the ripples
its rays slicing
the water
into silver shards

Standing beside you
I could feel
the shattering silence
spear every second
with an urgency
causing the room
to swell in anticipation
Surely, now was the time
to utter words
suspended in the
space between us

As the hands
of the clock
tick-tocked
decorously away
we stood still
The minutes
moved on
and it was
no longer
our time

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