Anachronism · August 2025

Constellations

I think it's been a monthOr maybe twoSince the last time I see youAre you doing alright there?

I think it's been two monthsOr maybe threeSince you sat next to meAnd you whispered softly

Your last seen was long time agoHave you eatenDid you sleep well?I'm dreaming you doing alright

I somehow wishedThat you aren't doing too wellMaybe feel a little worriedAbout me too?

Maybe a bit angryAs you read your messageThat I didnt reply since last nightDid you feel that?

I think it's been four monthOr maybe fiveSince the last time I see youAre you dreaming about me?

I think it's been six monthsOr maybe yearsSince I saw your little smileNow how long do I have to be like this?

I somehow wishedThat you aren't doing too wellMaybe feel a little worriedAbout me too?

Maybe a bit angryAs you read your messageThat I didnt reply since last nightDid you feel that?

Maybe call me firstFirst thing to do as you wakeAnd bathed in the graceful sunPhotons from me

I somehow wishedThat I can just forget about youTo put clouds on my night skyDispersing our constellations