the rustling of leaves
bring me back to where it all began.
the way you look at the sky,
with your bright eyes
along with your hearty laugh.
you look at everyone with the warmest smile.

but sadly,
you never take a chance to look
at the people closest to you.
you barely take time to look inside,
forgetting that i exist within you.

but you’ve made me who i am now.
the ugly truths which lie inside my mind,
the facade i put on everyday;
to satisfy the people around me.
it takes all the will i have
within me to restrain myself.
to stop thinking
about what people think of you.

and at last,
to forget about you,
forget that everything we had
and experienced.

however,
these short segments of my life
that i spend together, with you,
will never leave me.
because it’s buried deep inside me.
like a lost memory
constantly reminding me of who i am.
what i am.
an ordinary human,
with a forgotten soul.