Stonen Time - POEM

Stolen Time

I held you once—

not with hands, but in the stillness

between heartbeats.

You smiled,

and the world paused,

not knowing it was already

slipping away.

We never said goodbye,

not really.

The hours didn’t ask permission

when they took you.

They just vanished—

quiet thieves in the night.

Now, I speak to shadows

that wear your shape.

Memories that don’t answer back.

I reach for moments

that no longer exist

except behind closed eyes.

There was so much

left unsaid,

so much left

undone.

And still, the days move forward—

merciless,

as if you were never here.

Stolen time.

Not lost,

not forgotten.

Just taken

too soon.