Thirteen Years

 

Thirteen years since that final call,

Since silence learned my name.

The world kept spinning; seasons changed,

But nothing felt the same.

I search for you in quiet rooms,

In songs we used to know.

In laughter that still catches me,

And turns to undertow.

Time said it heals, but truth is this,

It only teaches how to stand.

With empty spaces in your heart,

Still reaching for your hand.

I’ve grown; I’ve broken,

I’ve learned what grief can be.

A shadow stitched into my joy,

A part of loving, see.

If love could’ve saved you, you’d be here,

I know that to my core.

You were so deeply, fiercely loved,

And still are, forevermore.

So I speak your name into the dark,

I refuse to let it fade.

Thirteen years, my dearest friend,

You’re still the mark you made.

©️ Wonderland Wanderess 2025