Thursday 8 March 2018

The colour of sunset

You know how those evenings are, with the warm summer's breeze blowing, 
The warm ocean air touching our cheeks lifted up in happy smiles. 
You know those crowded beaches, where hands intertwine and we leave the world behind?
You know those aimless walks we never took?
Those day dreams remind me of you. 

You know those rustic cafés tucked away in a calm corner of our busy cities,
You know that hand-drawn floral wallpaper we are too busy to notice?
Those coffees we never drank remind me of you. 

You know those days with endless talks, those that meander from thought to thought?
You know the sound of laughter an old forgotten joke brings, 
The times when you think you're done, but you cannot stop laughing?
Those moments we never shared remind me of you.

And just when I thought I've cried enough, the colour of sunset reminds me of you.

I wonder why you did leave

Late at night when I cannot sleep  When day is far and I do weep When there is nothing left but to think, I wonder why you did leave. ...