Though a relentless trickle of time has passed,
A thought of you and heart goes still.
Despite the replacements who filled the next space,
A like voice and chaos goes still.
Even though the constant search has been suspended,
A sighting and eyes go still.
Notwithstanding the shiny new distractions,
A memory and hands go still.
Regardless of the lingering hurts amassed,
A half-hearted chance and I love you still.