Old hang outs,

Where we planted,

Toiled and laughed, ...

An empty table,

Where we sat,

Talked, ...

On some days,

The sea melts,

Into a cloudy horizon. ...

Life,

Isn’t complicated.

Yet I was taught, ...

Winter will soon arrive.

When leaves fall,

Imperceptibly disappearing, ...

Green, yellow, red,

Or blue.

Soft, hard, hot, ...

Opening up,

To let the world see,

The child inside, ...

Walking through town,

Staring at blemished walls,

Transported me, ...

A calm,

Quiet day,

When the world sleeps, ...

I strive for my life,

To be predictable,

Symmetrical, organized. ...

It is the bark,

That I need to peel,

So as to see, ...

Some paths,

Became well-defined,

Only when I looked back, ...

Saying goodbye,

Is always hard.

Especially to those, ...

Some colors,

Make me smile.

I don’t know why. ...

I never thought,

Water drops could float.

Yet today I witnessed, ...

When life’s currents,

Start to drag me down,

I take a swim, ...

On days,

When I am capable,

Of standing alone, ...

Some days,

I want to fly away,

To somewhere remote, ...

Some things,

Are Indelible.

Like pure feelings, ...

There was a time,

It felt important,

To leave a part of me, ...