the days go by so quickly;
as quick as paper in the wind.a month has passed
the earth's still spinning
where are you?everyday a new life emerges
everyday someone goes to heaven
everyday i look out of the windows
in the hope that you'll come backslowly our happiness erodes
just like fading pictures
quietly, yet quicklyi can no longer hold on
for i am being forgotten;
for i am forgetting myself.now, i look at you
and i ask myself,
who are you?how i wish time could rewind
and wait for the man,
who has never stopped loving.i would if i could
to travel back in time
to walk down our aisle of memories
to be with you once againbut this is a beautiful day,
and i wonder
what day is it today?
YOU ARE READING
love, bite-sized
Poetrya little bit of thoughts, a little bit of emotions, a little bit of warmth.