I want to walk outside
in the meadow
where pastel-coloured butterflies
dance in the air
to feel the drops of golden sunshine
and gentle breeze touch my cheek

I want to stay inside
stormclouds gather, the rumble of thunder
raindrops pierce the ground
ripples in puddles
petrichor rises and entices

I want to sit at the sill
listen to the rain tap my window
begging me to come dance in it
with the trees
to the rhythm of the wind

these are
a few of the things that remind me of you

I still have little pieces of you
that i love
i’d glue them together
but even that wouldn’t be enough
to bring you back
to see
your enthisiasm, anger, love,
ever again.

I want to keep on crying
But i’m thankful
I got to see a beautiful part of me
That is now gone
but rests at the bottom of my heart

i want to take a trip
down memory lane
cause memories never fade
and in that street where our story began
on the stones painted with chalk
where i once cracked my bones
near the sidewalk
you picked me up

i leave memory lane
and then approach a crowd
i realise that i’m back to reality
i see a vision of you
and try to hold on but you escape my hands
like water
and watch you disappear
fast as a bullet train
you; the reason why i am
the reason why i was
the reason why i will be.