i thought I moved on,
turned the page,
left your name behind
like a story from another age.
But time keeps folding back
to where you stood —
a ghost in my chest
that never understood.
I waited,
nearly a year,
for a sign, a word,
for you to appear.
You were laughing with others,
while I stayed in place,
holding onto silence
like it ever held grace.
I told myself
you were just a thought,
but thoughts don’t echo
this deep, this caught.
I loved you quietly,
loud in my mind —
and now I see,
I never left you behind.
IOANA MARIA
Ioana Maria este elevă în V D, clasa prof. Eugen Furtos.











