I sometimes feel like getting lost,
In the world in my mind's eye
Where my emotions live, and so do you,
Your name and your memories,
Let's not tell this dark world
That story yet to be told.
Those mountains and seas call upon me;
Don't you also feel like running away someday?
Holding my hand and seeing the world
Through my eyes?
The colour of the sunflower,
The greenery of the eucalyptus,
Standing, witnessing the sea beach, sunset
Or at the top of some fort
Imagining what life could be like?
The world is so big, our story so small.
Somewhere someday, it will be lost
In the memoirs of the past
But you and I will live on,
Through yet another story.
~ Suranya