Lying in a cold, dark room
Not planning to do anything.
But what caught my eye,
Is a dot of light that's looking.

That is when I have realized
Why am I doing this?
The dark past has long been gone
It is time to move on now.

I thought of the happy memories,
That we loved and shared.
Should I move on,
And forget all of that?

I stood still.
Should I approach it?
I walked slowly.
Should I reach for it?

All this time,
All I need is a dot of light
For me to realize,
That the past will always be the past.