She Was The One

She was the one
who didn't let the day go.

She was the one
who held time so tightly.

She was the one
who wouldn't let the weeks go by.

She was the one
who saved up, stored,
all her hours and minutes.

She was the one
who opened up her precious
box of hoarded days
to find they had all gone.

Evaporated, dissolved into the past.
Leaving behind only the small
dull stain of her wasted life.