Exhausted

You were my T-shaped angel, a scarecrow with wings.

I have heard a lot about angels, but until I met you, no .. until you found me .. those tales have only been rumours.

You hid your halo, because you understood that, for me to see you in my monochrome world, I needed the shadows to highlight the contours of your face.

Time paused in your presence .. words like never and forever didn’t exist .. for it was only the here and now that mattered, that was real.

Time .. changed us, opened your eyes, blindfolded mine.

Time .. And now the hourglass is choking on my dreams ..