Until the Last Memory

I seek solitude, to think in the quiet night,
Perhaps the memories will rise again,
Unfinished stories, wounds that haven’t healed,
Lingering quietly within my heart and mind.

Each step I take leaves a trace behind,
Dreams once bright, now dimmed and lost,
In the breeze, your voice gently lingers,
Awakening promises left unfulfilled.

I wander, unsure of where I’m healed,
Searching through the shadow of the past,
Though far away, I still hear you near,
And every night, it’s you I remember.

The words you whispered once so softly,
Like raindrops falling, then fading away,
I cannot forget them, though I try,
For the memories still bring their pain.

I though time would help me move on,
But the heart holds what it cannot erase,
The echoes of laughter and sorrow,
Bound to my soul, though I walk away

A journey of healing, a long, winding road,
Where the wounds are slow to close,
I cannot escape the weight of it all,
As the past keeps its hold on me.

So, I remain here, caught in this space,
Where your name lingers like a shadow.
Until the day the memories fade,
Or until I am free to let them go.

But tonight, I stand still, quietly waiting,
For the time when the heart learns to heal,
Until then, I hold on to what remains,
And remember you in the silence of my soul.

John Angelo D. Camomot is a private school teacher in the Philippines. He holds a Bachelor’s degree in Secondary Education, majoring in Filipino. Currently, he is pursuing and studying a Master’s degree in Filipinology – Language, Culture, and Arts at the Pamantasan ng Lungsod ng Marikina.