Where does these puffed up clouds move along,
Does these breeze that flows guide you to a safe heaven,
Are there beautiful Memories of the times we spent together,
Is there any truth in these memories or is it all a flare of imagination.
I am left with a scar and the memories are hidden away.
Somewhere along these clouds and wind,
And as the raindrops fall so does the tears,
In remembrances of those days of trust and care.
Is it just me or is it just the way the world treats everyone,
Is it just me or does it feel the same way with you too,
All what we want sometimes in our life is some love to hold on to,
But if that same love is what is causing us the pain what more to say.
You have become my figment of imagination in my mind,
I prefer you there cause you are just the way you are when I knew you,
Life has changed and so has priorities, you have become descending mist
You have moved on, but I am still stuck in this little corner of mine.