No memories...
No black and white photographs,No technicolor movies,
No handwritten notes,
No echoes of laughter,
No lingering warmth from a steady shoulder
Yet shadows still linger...
Broken promises, still whispered by the wind,Perfumed with the scent of betrayal,
From the sleepy embrace of a forgotten dream,
Waking to a pillow still wet with tears,
You wish on a star that never appears
You cannot remember a memory that never was...
So before dreams become fake reality,And time is murdered by shards from a broken heart,
Fold your faded petals between the pages of a diary,
Say a requiem for a hope bittersweet,
Sleep, and cease to weep...
