The World Did Not Stop Turning Poem by Jade Heathfield

Cuts like a knife.
Deep into my soul.
I shut my eyes,
Hoping the words escape my head.
The room whirs and spins...

And then my world crashes,
I look down at my feet,
And see scattered memories,
Cracked smiles,
Broken Lives.

Those years spiralling away,
Like water down a drain,
And it's slipping...
I can't stop it.

I look at you...
I've never seen you cry.
You look broken and lost,
Did I do this to you?
Those wonderful eyes,
That once were full of youth and joy,
Now empty and sad.

I hold you,
And you hold me.
If I close my eyes tight enough,
I can forget those words,
I can love you,
Just a little longer...

And then you go.
You pack your bag,
Just like normal...
But now your not coming back.
I watch in silent disbelief.

You walk towards me,
For the last time, .
And embrace me,
Like never before.
Did I kiss you?
Or did you kiss me?


I don't want to let go,
But I must.
God I'll miss you.

Your smell...
Your skin...
Most of all,
I'll miss that smile.
That moment when,
I'd wake up with you next to me...
Your sweet silence as you slept.

And so you went.

I look around.
Surrounded by your belongings.
Memories of you and me...

I take a deep breath,
I must go on.
I gather your life up,
Box it up and ship it out.

I do not cry now,
I'm feeling strong.
A fresh start.

I realise now,
That the world did not stop turning,
People are still at work,
Still walking their dogs.

I am one person,
One of millions...
And I'm still alive...
I'm still here.
Here to love,
And to live.

And I will.