You made my earth spin on its axis,
I didn’t bother to count the revolutions.
We went round and round
I could walk up tall without fear of falling down
But when you left
My world stopped spinning
I am in stasis-
Everything seems flat, nothing spins,
The sun rises and sets
So I know it must be moving
But inside I live the same day
Over and over
This must be a flat earth
Because I’m no longer spinning,
No longer moving at all
And I have to wonder, is the time here
The same as the time where you are?
Have you stopped spinning?
Does the world look flat to you?
Is where you are, spinning with stars?
Do you feel the ground move beneath you?
Because I’m stuck here.
Waiting for the world to restart its revolutions.