Before my worst fears came true it was never about having enough time because the world was eternal. Limitless, flying, forever. When it finally came, the crash burnt hot. No floating but falling, dying. Lonely, never forgetting all of the things we used to do before the stars fell; life out of reach. I promise I'm still right where you left me. If you ever came back would you find me? Because I'm journeying, searching, floating in the space between the moons and stars. I'm almost home and yet my shadow is dark without you here to light it. Every path leads to you or am I lost trying to pretend that nothing's changed? It's love, love that brings me home, loving you until my last page. Love that makes me wish you never left. Living is harder without you here I'm almost home and yet my heart is quieter now I need a spark and you aren't here to light it. I need to keep journeying without you but if you just came back home to me I could spend forever pretending nothing has changed. Before my worst fears came true it was never about having enough time but we ran thin. You're gone but I keep coming back to the spot where you left me. I promise I'm still there. I shouldn't be but sometimes I like to pretend that our lives were forever.
Poetry and photography by Hazel J. Hall