Time.

the only one who’s ever been
‘the one that got away’
simply
takes my night and my
every single day.

watching, listening,
leaving me to ache for more.

he taunts me with the hope for another.
second, moment. hour, day.
anything more together.
how my life would be all i’d hoped
and ever dreamed
if only he’d grant my one wish.

‘give me more of you,
let me have more than I was ever meant to.’

nevertheless,
he keeps on with his way.
steady as ever.
leaving me wishing for just one more moment.

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