That woman

I wish I was still
that woman that met you.
At night she had stars
in her eyes.
She was the moon
to your sun
and you were a river
filling her sea.

I am no longer
that woman that you met.
The silence between us
is no longer warm.
It’s hollow and empty
and chill and it hurts.

The words are no longer our gift,
we no longer make love by their side.

I will never again be
that woman that met you.
She is lost,
to me and to you.

Alenka H., 2021-2022

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