I walk upon rusted gears that were once
part of those now forgotten days.
A past that I cherish but will soon
slowly forget, in the stillness I simply live.
Time is both mystifying yet cruel, as
it both gives and takes away.
Within this mechanical world, what once
was beautiful is now rusting away.
The flowers we loved are now raw gems
of days that may cease to exist.
Now that you are gone, for I rather
hear the cacophony of the machines then the silence that is unbearable without
you.
As the wind moves the still air, faintly
your presence is there right beside me.
Within the warmth of the sun, the soft
light of the moon, and the stars that have watch us since our birth.
What was once filled with joy and
memories so precious, is now only emptiness.
In this rusting world you cease to
exist and what we did together is now only a reflection of once was.
If I could use these rusted gears, and
the machines left behind.
I would rebuild what once was lost
within time’s embrace.
My memories are slowly fading, my time
in this artificial and polluted world will come to an end.
If I could repeat those days with you,
I would give everything up.
Because without you, I rather not live
in an unbearable future.
A future that without you, would not
bring me the true happiness that you brought me.
So long ago, in time that has become
part of those forgotten days.
