I still remember
Our days of joy
And days of gloom
Filled with mutual support.
Could we turn back?
The wind of change
Blew abruptly
And carried you away.
Whereas, lone I stood
In astonished silence.
It brought you back today.
What happy day it is!
But why are we so different?
We’re not how we used to know.
Should we turn back?
My grip was on your wrist
And faith was in my heart,
An illusion that soon tainted,
For reality broke through
In this turning point.
We used to walk together
Until the road diverged.
You took the left
And I the right.
No point in turning back. |
Submission Name: Wind of change
