Remembering you.

The softness of this tone,
Raising higher with the waves,
As my figners raise,
My hairs fly,
In this cold winter night,
I stand here, on this cliff,
Watching the clouds fade,
Into my heart,
As they crash into me,
Taking away from me,
My dreams, my reality.
Here, I stand again,
Months away from you,
From the memories that I burned,
Forgotten and forgiven by my conscience,
Here, I stand,
Burning myself again,
With your laugh,
The look in your eyes,
That chilly night when the clouds we raced,
The stars we dropped,
And they fell to the wishes of those,
Happily ever after,
Sitting on the windowsill,
Hand in hand, when we walked down this hill,
I remember that look in your eye,
I remember the warmth of your palm,
And here I stand, months later,
Burning myself with those memories,
Memories of me and you,
Here I stand,
Months later,
Remembering you.