THE JOURNEY

don’t forget

my lover

of the days

we were together

remember the past

when we were apart

and nowhere

near each other

never alone

but always lonely

and you’re far away

for us to cherish these moments together

we’ve been on this

road for too long

riding in a car made with seats of leather

I call my mother

and she tells me

that each day I’m

getting closer to my treasure

seasons pass

and it goes hot,

cold, bad, and good

weather

leaves fall

and feathers

fly wherever

and eventually land on

someone’s dresser

don’t forget

my dear

when we were

each others atmosphere

and we

didn’t want

to be

with another

do you remember

when we appeared

in each others

dreams?

that’s what

led us to

find one another.