Sometimes ,some days, i don't remember who i used to be.
My childhood, lost among all the flashes & memories.
And at times, it hits...
Comes back bit by bit..
Glorious, Mysterious ,Magical.
Pure, Striking, Painful.
I hope one day i find her.
That person i used to be.
But for now,
I hear the smile,
in her words when she sings;
I'll sing to u ,
The words unspoken..
Remind u of the long forgotten.
Unravel our past,our silenced history.
And darling ,the wind will carry u home.
Carry u home,To me.
i'll find you when i'm ready.