Summer Goodbyes

It’s disappearing. A little colder now, I suppose. Every trace of wind that whistles past my skin brings a hint of summer that’s fading. And it makes me so afraid because it reminds me that -

You’re fading too.

I can’t seem to remember why, how, or even where - the slivers of time seem to slip past my fingers and swirl around me as if in mockery -

If my memory used to be the only guarantee that you ever existed, then now, the only thing left is the throbbing sensation in my chest whenever the thought of you being just a figment of my imagination flickers past my mind.

I don’t know who you are

what your name is

where you’re from -

But I think I know that

I loved you.

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the colours swirl

but the world is going into monochrome

they tell me that I’m the one dreaming

but I seem to be the only one awake.

summer slips silently away

colours that have brightened my days do too

will

you?

you still owe me a goodbye, after all.

#poetry