
I reach for you within the quiet of night,
But the space where you stood is empty and light.
My hands get a handle on echoes, my heart calls your title,
However all that remains is the weight of the torment.
I cherished you in ways I might never clarify,
A fire that burned through the sun and the rain.
But adore isn't chains, it can't make you remain,
So I stand at the edge, letting go day by day.
Your giggling still waits, a apparition in my intellect,
A shadow I chase but never can discover.
I know I must take off you where you have a place,
But my heart still plays our unfinished melody.
How do you release a grasp on a dream?
How do you quiet an adore that still shouts?
I tell myself delicately, once more and again—
I ought to let go, but I do not know when.
About the Creator
Hillary
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Fabulous ✍️♦️♦️♦️
I reach for this wonderful poem in the night’! Great work!