Memory







Walking down my lane of stories,

Glimpsing moments of joy and sorrow,

And you and I walking along,

Oblivious as our time together ticked away.

Everything has an inevitable end,

Even the universe created with no divine power.

Even stars die, and they say we are made of stardust.

Even universes die, and what will remain?

A molecule of what had been, that cannot be seen,

Or perhaps, nothing at all.

Ignoring the nagging messages of loss,

We tried to make the best of it all,

Promising lies,

Planning what would not be,

For life is full of surprises that are more bad than good,

And time relinquishes all it gives.

What did you leave me?

Bits,

Pieces,

Fragments,

At least from what I can see.

My heart cut by what I thought I would feel,

Numb.

You are already fading.

I knew pain comes with gain,

Or, do I really? Because a piece of me

Still searches for hope.

It wants to find you again, somehow,

Waiting for opportunities never presented, and never will be.

All the while, another piece of me wants to forget,

To vanquish it like a temporary flame,

So I am not hurt by something I foresaw long ago.

They slip away, and come back again,

My petty moments, my consoling attempts,

All the time we had together,

Disappearing with each passing breath.

Perhaps someday they will meet again, who can tell?

But not now,

As what were once diamonds are buried,

With all those memories turned to pain.

They fade away,

Hiding in the depths,

Waiting to be uncovered again,

Until all I have left is a memory that there once was someone I called

“You”.