A Story No One Ever Knows

Time waved off your company
My hand no longer tight at the crook of your arm at your accompany
I knew the hour had grown late that I should be retiring
But the room is a distortion of the real world, you see
I still kept you alive with the trailer of your imagery

Your whisper cut me to the heart
In stony silence, the wind sang a chorus of desperate, infinite longing
Only coldness clung to the walls and ceiling
The window, a dim grey square piece
Await your impossible returning

To continue a story no one would ever know

by Low Li Ling Jasmine

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