The clock’s hands falter, caught in a trance, Shadows waltz in a restless dance. A symphony hums beneath the frost, Echoes of you in the silence, lost. Every second bends and breaks, A loop of dreams my heart remakes. I’m not waiting, I’m weaving time, Tracing paths where stars align. The air is heavy with what we knew— Every breath whispers, "I’m waiting for you." Footsteps fade where the twilight bends, A trail of light that never ends. I reach for fragments, tethered and torn, In this quiet storm, my world is born. Every heartbeat learns to sing, The weight of patience, a fragile string. I’m not waiting, I’m weaving time, Tracing paths where stars align. The air is heavy with what we knew— Every breath whispers, "I’m waiting for you."