Telltale Midnight Poem by lamia harker
Telltale Midnight
Ten minutes from midnight.
10 more minutes until I know the world is over.
Who am I and what am I doing here?
I can’t avoid theses thoughts as
I sit in company and
all I am thinking of is you.
Why you?
Were you so special to me
when only words passed;
thoughtful,
heartfelt,
true.
Words.
It’s as if all I ever was became alive for
these
moments;
these fragile
measures
of time.
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