I write to you
pages of my lost years
baffled
between the absent present
and the distant past
I write to you
my thoughts burn out
in my mind
and the smoke comes out
from my ears and mouth
the cloud weeps over my head
and the flower blooms inside my heart
I write to you
my words turn into chaos
into fictional stories
turns into a trifling joke
without meaning
without taste
I write to you
like an adult
would do
but your love taught me
not to grow up
to remain a child
and just let it go
I write your name
this time on the wall
with a yellow chalk
and sit there
watching the drops of rain
dissolving your four letters name.