You've lied

[tigrflye]

You all have lied.
Time doesn’t turn the tide against her pressing memory.
The passing moments fill me up with dust. I wish I had written this line. Love it
The hours dull me with their striking hands.
The way she brimmed my rooms
will fade you say?
More lies.
In the whisper of the rainis whisper of the rain cliche? I'm unsure but I think its a song and I've heard it before. Perhaps something stronger here.
in the stirring light of May
in the hallway,
on the stair,
she rises up,
she’s there,
abiding still.

I love this. I know this feeling. Everywhere you turn, there they are. And if the memories do fade.. they fade so painfully slow. Thank you for writing this.