Transition from “INSPIRATION” to “EXPIRATION”
I no longer feel any romantic excitement whenever I see you.
The joy was replaced with pain
The laughter was no longer heard
Does that mean I no longer love you?
Lonely Claim
I am your time that is up
Your story that’s come to an end
Your regrets and words unsaid.
Your what ifs and maybes.
Your whys and cries.
Your hows and tries.
Your breaking point and last stand.
Your surrender and longest slumber.