We have forgotten,

Summer’s last innocence at

Sunset,

How the colors melt into

Oranges and

Yellows and

Purples…

And that faint breeze

That

Used to tell us

We were forgiven.

I cannot tell you how often

I long to be

Forgiven.

 

We have forgotten,

Autumn’s sharp breath

And burning

Memories…

It gave us the courage to

Cry when we knew that

We couldn’t change the past.

I wish I could

Remember

That

Now.

 

They don’t know

Winter’s calming lullaby,

As it sings me to sleep in

My own

Cold

White

Silent

Grave.

They don’t know

Winter’s empty world

That I run through,

Searching for them,

Shouting for them,

Calling their names,

They don’t know

They don’t know that

I’m looking for them.

I can’t find them,

And I’m alone

On my search for a

Nameless god

To tell me

I am forgiven,

To remind me that

I can’t change the past.

They don’t know who I am

And

Neither do I.

 

I have forgotten

Spring’s warm

Acceptance

To our mistakes and

Our sins

And all our

Pasts that we can’t

Change,

All our frozen memories

And

Lost hope.

I have forgotten

Myself

But the ice in my head

Is melting and

I know I will

Find my soul,

I will find it when once

Again

The sun rises,

All

Purple and

Yellow and

Orange and

We will remember.

I will remember.