“That what is left Untitled is left to your own Imagination”

Authored: June 12, 2017

You wanted to know
As the sun set on another day
You wanted to know who I was
Even after all this time.

The wind took my words away.

Many months pass and the searchlights have grown dim
You forgot me
A slow dance towards oblivion.

Losing you made me realise who I was
Even after all this time
My love will have a sky burial
The stars will be like glass.

I stand in a line alone
Around me it is bustling with couples
Sharing dates, together time
I have tried to carry on day in and day out
A king of the lost and forlorn
I watch the weaving of fingers in hair
And the looks of love as couples kiss.

The wind took my words away.

You wanted to know
So, did I.

I came across a image of you on my phone
Even after all you put me through
I traced my finger across your cheek
Closing my eyes
I remember your smell
I remember your contours and your taste.

They ask, am I okay?
I am functioning in automatic
You wanted to know
As the sun set on another day
I am the king of the lost and forlorn
Even after all this time.

The wind took my words away
But my dreams are filled with searchlights and yearnings.

My love will have a sky burial
The stars will be like glass
You wanted to know
So, did I.

As the sun set on another day.

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