The world stopped;
Since that day, the world has stopped revolving,
Time carried on but mine remained unturning;

And it wasn't just about the pain,
And it wasn't just about the loss,
For those things are more than I can hope for;

It was all about the precious things that could have been,
That now could only be a dream;

Yet still, time stood still;
And I remain a peg holding the hands of a clock
And watching them turning;
Round and round
But only my heart keeps circling
In a maze of seconds and minutes and hours
That never seem to hold me,
Or was it "that I could never seem to hold"?

And I shall miss all the times that are fading,
Those precious times with you,
That I only took for granted
Because I never knew
That time would stop turning
Without you.


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