Nostalgia

Oh, how I miss those days,
when my worries were
thought to be forever gone.
Those days when the sun
would set at the later
ticks of the clock,
when clouds were more
abundant on their journey
trekking across the world.
When you were there.

As the same days circulate
around again through time,
I feel the unsettling change
since the last instances.
My wisdom might have grown,
however my heart still lies
in the past, where it can
no longer beat again.
My comfort and happiness
would never reach the ones
of the yesteryears.
I miss those days when you
were right here with me.

Adventure and passion
lacking in present time,
replaced with loneliness
and glum.
I long for you to be here
and bring back life,
but that you’ll never do.

Yet there are those times
in the midst of all the
grays, blacks and whites where
vivid hues burst into view.
The dearest memories of
times past enter my mind
at the spark of some of my
simplest pleasures.
Whether it may be the place
where we watched the sunset
or the book where muses were born.
I can hear our song being hummed
in the back of my mind,
reminding me of those moments,
its harmony softening my senses.

So though my life is now dry and dull,
once in a while I can’t help but smile
as I think of my times with you.