Soon Forgotten

You've decided your path some time ago,

And we've somehow parted ways

Yes we still talk with each other,

But our future together now looks unclear

But I am happy, because there's someone new

Filling the place you've left

I may not have the moments I shared with you

With who I have right now

But it is compensated with the "present" I have

As well as the potential of a future

I am unsure of what tomorrow holds, though

But this is going good, at least for now

I think the important thing is

What I now have, while it lasts

I don't know what lasts forever anyway,

And I cannot see the future

Finally, I am thankful

That you will be soon forgotten

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Change is eternal.

I don't know how I'll feel in the future. Would "it" still be the same tomorrow? Because, yes, I am aware that change is eternal.

What can you say about someone who...?

What can you say about someone
who broke your heart
way before things have even started?

What can you say about someone
who mended your broken heart
after the same one broke it?

What can you say about someone
who asks you to prepare about the future
that hasn't even happened?

What can you say about someone
who talks about things
as if the same one has seen it ended?

I can say nothing about that someone,
yes I have no words;
for I stand in awe of that someone
who did those things before.

Your Return (The Moment Of)

It was in an unexpected situation when I saw you.
An unpleasant place where we met.

I see you're quite brand new.
With that dazzling new look, clothes, and cut.

As your appearance have changed, so has your name.
There's just so much time has done on you.

Your gaze is sharp and still and fixed.
Your face looking moist, soft, and smooth.

And I stand beholding your countenance.
I still see the innocence in your eyes.

Behind your eyes, your mind thinks there's no return.
There is no hope, only good bye to who you were.

Your dreams, your good ambitions, they have disappeared.
All you think is left are your mistakes in front of you.

You tighten your grip for fear of your past, while your future looks bleak.
The only hope left for you is a bitter end.

Oh how I wish I could tell you, "do not fear".
How I yearn to restore your faith in life, and in yourself.

These magic words are enough to bring you back your life.
Words we all long for, much particularly words of love.

I hope in the end, may love, like light, finally find us from our being lost.
At last, we'll have our lives back.

Notes:

Have we ever met someone we knew before, who was really close to us? Only to know that person has changed so much? And, that "change", isn't so "good"? And have we ever wondered why they have changed "that way"? And is there any way to "get them back"? Those are the questions that filled the lines and letters of this poem. I hope you find a deep connection with it as I have.