Am I still?

Am I still…
a string of your heart?
Or does it lie frayed, too torn apart.
Seasoned now, but still we’re broken,
enough has always been, left unspoken.
See my light, I’ve been casting in hope,
I swear this absence has no cope.
Our detached strings will again accrete,
I won’t stop trying until I feel your beat.


9 Comments on “Am I still?”

  1. The word that caught my attention was “still.” As in quiet, at rest. I don’t think that’s what you were going for, but the three dots after that word suggested a pause to me, like a comma or a long breath.

    (I like the new look of your blog. Simple, elegant.)

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