Stuck

I stare at my watch,see the hands in the clock move.

Yet I feel stuck in the same time same noon.

My heart Stuck in the memories of her.

I feel the winds move on from the plam of my hand.

Yet my mind can’t move on from her thoughts.

Frustrated I decide to write something,realizing that maybe this was the parting gift you gave me…

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