Friday, 27 June 2025

Thinking over future memories

 


I'm so alone.

I say that I’m not

but I can’t hold it in,

The thoughts fizzle

and pop like bubbles

from a shaken

up bottle of 7up.

But I’m not reminiscing

of an old flame that whittled down,

becoming smoke that drifted

into the night time town.

Its somehow more what

I don’t see sitting on the horizon,

I only see an empty future

with no lasting sun of which to sing.

 

Its sometimes hard to say

how the day just fades

into insignificance

without your presence.

How the blinds shade

the light of day,

only throwing out

shadow memories of you.

Memories of futures

that haven't become true.

 

This world feels too big.

Where all I can see

are the silent tears

obscuring the mazy

thoughts in my head.

I’m blind to the outside,

when all I see is

you in my mind,

whilst I lay

in my empty bed,

thinking of all the things

we would have said,

if only we had met or would meet

in some future memory

that leaks into the present me.

 

When I close my eyes I see

a silhouette of your hopeful soul.

A world somewhere I can’t hold.

I just want to touch that aura

and feel it flooding over,

but all I see are fading colours

and the clouds rolling to cover.

I kiss the air

in hope that it will find

you where you lay

and that you will somehow know it’s me,

somewhere in some past history

pining over a future memory.

 

 




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