February Twenty Third

Inevitably

The Twenty Third February

ticked away, away, away

for the forty eighth time

since the blissful beginning

Strangely

I thought she called out

last night, recounting

years of togetherness;

Never mind the blip in

Silently

timeless journey, four

years ago, leaving me

shattered, yet intact

to recount endlessly


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