I found my wristwatch in the drawer,
it was battery dead since the day we parted.
Months have slipped away, but on my watch, itβs still 6:25.
Somewhere, in a wrinkle of time, in a parallel universe,
we are still together, sleeping side by side, itβs forever 6:25
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Amazing
Liked your poem.