We never stood a chance.

We were never given

a shot at any of

this. Stolen moments

silent nights. nothing

tangible, yet

yet I keep wondering why there

are

so many lovely memories. It’s

as if Time knew

what we needed and stretched its limits

so we could live out

our very own eternity

within the fleeting moments of time.

You can’t get any more

than what you’re

looking at. You don’t get

a happy ending

You’re not even

comforted with a sad ending

It

just

ends

Then life goes on.

Dr Nyameba 💜