Memories of you.

Pinning pictures on the wall,
Like reading memories,
Memorising these faces like a song,
Like tomorrow there will be nothing,
Such a rush, when I'm breathing.
When these tables and candles stare at me,
And these smiles and eyes,
Remind me of these memories.
There's no memory better than this,
Better than remembering you.

When these heights and the cities,
Colours and the fountain,
The street of your apartment,
Feels so far apart,
From where you are,
To where we've been,
They all remain in place,
Untouched like these moments,
Haunting me with every step I take,
Towards these places, faces,
These streets and apartments,
They haunt me for you,
They remind me of memories,
Never heard of before,
Memories of you.

No one ever remembered.

Let there be nothing,
If there's nothing real.
Let there be no feeling,
If at all, you've ever trusted,
Break a promise and watch it fall,
Are you taken?
For granted, or for real?
Are you loved or left?
Of all those tears,
Unknown to them,
When its dark at night,
Under this pale moon,
In this sunless city.
Senseless and demeaning,
When you cry to sleep,
Do they still stand tall?
Over all your tries,
All your weaknesses,
You're used to it,
Falling and crying,
And before, no one,
No one ever remembered,
How dark and deep it is,
Down in these sorrows,
Where you fall, its dark and deep.
No one ever remembered,
If you were ever smiling.