When you left, time stopped.
My heart was beating,
My mind was racing,
But the clock wasn’t ticking.
I traveled down every path,
Every option and every thought
That would lead me back to you.
But my heart said, “Stop.”
Not a rant—
A tirade of words
Disguised as pointed arrows.
So I laid down my pen
And looked up to the sky and said,
“Is this really how it ends?”
You were once the rising sun,
But your sovereign reign’s end has come.
Goodbye—not goodnight—will forever
Be on my tongue.
You are retired amongst the stars,
Amongst all the others who broke my heart.
I can look to you in the darkest of nights,
But you will only ever be what you once were:
A rock against the restless tides of my raging mind.