Nameless

Memory of a haunting sensation,
There's no way going back to the lost world
Lost in the sound of the ticking clock,
Tick-Tock.Seconds.Minutes.Hours.Years.
What do I miss? The memory or just the feeling?
You play it over and over again.
Slow-Fast.Fast-Slow.Forward-Backward.

It can be anything.
A song.A person.A place.A moment.
The movement is circular.
Round Left.Round Right.
The desire to hold onto the memory.
It gently slips like the dead petals of a rose.
Do we notice?
The change is visible.
The change in us.The change in our being.
Dried petals.Dried memories.
You don't feel the same...
The change is visible.
The change in you.

"Love is short. Forgetting is long."
Nothing lasts forever, will you be my nothing?

            ----Madhulina💋

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