This is the sonnet version of “Love, lost in time” (Petrarchan format). Man, this took a long time to construct 0_o I think I’ve really warmed up to sonnets though. I’m starting to use the rhythm in other normal poems too 😀
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Love, Lost in Time
The tale of us has turned to just a scrawl;
And withered and decayed right to its core.
I want us back the way we were before;
But even that I can’t seem to recall.
Please tell me, what is love if this is all?
Of interest and charm there should be more.
Inertia turned excitement to a bore;
Adventure all but slowed down to a crawl.
I know something must give, this can’t go on;
But I’m afraid to do it on my own,
And I can’t just will us to grow sublime.
Nothing will change unless you move a pawn,
So maybe my courage has yet to grow;
Till then, our love is somewhere stuck in time.