Marie
@marie
17 Aug, 25
(E)
I loved you so much that sometimes I wonder if I could ever live without you.
But then I realize I already have been living, yet you were never really mine to have.
You are never here, yet the days keep passing, unbothered, unbroken.
What if the weight of losing someone is not measured by how much we loved them,
but by how deeply we got used to their presence?
Love never fades,
Absence in itself doesn't leave a mark,
it is the memory of those who stood with us,,
Accompanying us on the journey to meet those who stayed distant.
For me, absence does not make the heart grow fonder.
Pulling both ends of a rope may tighten the knot,
but if stretched too far, it only breaks.
And in my world, distance does not preserve bonds,
it breaks them.
-Marie #PoetryEvenOnMondays 😂
But then I realize I already have been living, yet you were never really mine to have.
You are never here, yet the days keep passing, unbothered, unbroken.
What if the weight of losing someone is not measured by how much we loved them,
but by how deeply we got used to their presence?
Love never fades,
Absence in itself doesn't leave a mark,
it is the memory of those who stood with us,,
Accompanying us on the journey to meet those who stayed distant.
For me, absence does not make the heart grow fonder.
Pulling both ends of a rope may tighten the knot,
but if stretched too far, it only breaks.
And in my world, distance does not preserve bonds,
it breaks them.
-Marie #PoetryEvenOnMondays 😂
