In every silence, I sweep us further into oblivion

It isn’t with intention, never believe that I would delete you from my life with the desire to do so

Is that the repetition of life with each day that passes I let you get lost in the labyrinth of my memory 

And my dream can no longer be invoked in the hope that we will find ourselves in what my mind creates.

I find you bland and of passing clouds because with every minute of the words spent you become a lost photo

But like I say never, of the not in your life and of the impossible, believe that I would banish you because I want to.

Better know that it’s something of life, that love leaves and love returns but to love we never say goodbye forever. 

TA.