Love Dies Eily Nash FICTION & POETRY December 9, 2021December 9, 2021 The music plays, I can’t quite catch the refrain, it is lost somewhere in the dark recesses of my mind. I think of you but no longer see, like a faded photograph, you are out of focus.Then I tried to remember your scent, like a still breeze on a Winter’s day, there was only coldness.I had lost the ‘essence’ of you. There were no feelings, no smiles, no tears, nothing at all. You had faded to grey. Leaving just the quiet understanding; time passes and love, like all things dies.~Eily Nash Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related Published by Eily Nash My paranormal fiction reflects my deep passion for the numinous realms. I love myth and mystery and magical things, and journeys to that liminal place where the veil between worlds is gossamer thin... View all posts by Eily Nash Published December 9, 2021December 9, 2021