Time in the eye of the storm

I could never say it to you,

not yet,

despite how much I've

been thinking about it.

 

I just don't know how to say it,

how to express it in general.

 

Time does not exist with these thoughts,

they are so heavy they've pulled time down,

not just a helpful anchor to keep it stable,

rather a rope creating an eye for the storm,

which has now ended stability entirely.