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Standing Still
The unopened gift box sits where I left it,
Dust gathering like time I never noticed.
A scented candle burns too slowly,
Flickering through an unmotivated day.
The artificial plant stays perfectly alive,
Unchanged, untouched by anything real.
Beside it, a frozen hourglass waits;
Time held in place, refusing to fall.
There’s an empty bowl on the table,
Surrounded by stained receipts and silence.
I can’t recall what it used to hold,
Maybe something that once mattered.
An oversized sweater hangs around me,
Like something I’ve outgrown but still keep.
The strange cat figurine watches from the wooden shelf,
As if it knows I’ve been here all along... just waiting.
