The Unravelling. 

 

You were just one moment

But it felt like a lifetime

To me

 

One stitch in a tapestry

That unravelled 

Without you there

 

Now I carry you

Like a mist

That cannot be grasped

 

Always slipping away

While clouding my vision

Of tomorrow 

 

Your absence weighting my feet

In memories

Of what could have been

 

I blink the daylight out

To dwell in the darkness

That you abandoned me to. 

Clare Kinnaird, 2025.