A week to remeber

In just a week, we built a world, A fleeting moment, yet it swirled— A whirl of laughter, a hint of grace, In the warmth of your touch, I found my place. They say it’s just a week, so brief, A passing glance, a moment's relief. But time, you see, bends in strange ways, When hearts collide in the smallest of days. I don’t want you back, I swear it’s true, But I can’t shake the memory of you. The way you smiled, the way you cared, A soft connection that still feels rare. It wasn’t love, at least not the kind That fits in boxes or can be defined, But it was something real, something deep— A piece of my soul I now can’t keep. I tell myself it’s just a phase, That I’ll move on, forget those days, But your shadow lingers, always near, A whisper that no one else can hear. They say it’s only a week, But what they don’t know is the silence I seek— To quiet the ache of something that’s gone, A memory that lingers, though I move on. So I’ll carry it gently, this bittersweet song, A week that felt right, but didn’t last long. And though you’re gone, I’ll never forget The depth of what we were, and the love we never met.