Simple but never dead
The words left hanging in the air,
Unable to catch them,
They fall to the ground,
Buried deep inside not to live,
Not to die but remain unknown,
Hidden from people left alone,
Covered in a blanket
Not long ago, left behind.

I still dream of you,
Not too much,
But sometimes, when it rains,
My mind wanders to your home,
Thinking of you.