…there is only pain
The fragrance of memories
is heavy in the night
briefly overwhelming
the soft notes of despair
loss is a dream that never ends
I still hear your whispers
constantly returning
an addiction
that I want to defeat
yet also want to keep
in every lonely moment
all that was spoken
and unspoken
still lingers in my heart
haunted by echoes of us
my heart is broken
time slipped through our fingers
like dust on a carrying wind
nothing can last forever
love is a battlefield
just another word for pain
another word for sorrow
I hold on to best of us
the moments of joy
and synchronicity
the harmony of our hearts
before the storm
at times it nourishes me
but tonight
there is only pain
and the weight
of what could have been
and what will never be again
©Ann Bagnall
