Yearning

Time and tide wait for none,

They say.

True,

And it hurts.

Moments with you, 

Unmistakably piquant.

Memories woven around you, 

Undeniably sublime.

Yet, the pigs did fly.

I walk alongside solitude now.

Whilst, you beside another.

This another, He is yours.

Now, and forever.

Something billows from within.

A yearning.

A yearning for you.