There is always that one place
so beautiful that I am reminded
of the moments of the past
though has no absolute relation.Why would the shades of blue of the sky,
along with the bright hues of the clouds
and the dancing fresh greens of the trees
reminds me so much of you?Why would a place,
Though you've never once set foot to
Reminds me so much of your dreams
and of the gleaming eyes you have?Why would a place,
filled with gentle ballads and lullabies
Reminds me so much of the memories
Even though we've never listened to them before?
Why does every place I go,
I am filled with nostalgia for the past,
Even when you have never once
spoke of their brilliance?And as I searched for the answer,
I've come to realize that
Perhaps, I wanted to show you the same.
Perhaps the place is so beautiful
that it reminded me of our past.
So beautiful, that it reminded me of you.
YOU ARE READING
Unconditionally
Poetry25 Poetries Each contradicting the first but it takes recognition to gain acceptance