If tomorrow starts without me,
Just let the good memories be.
Remember the summer afternoons and ice lollies,
The winter picnic and folly.
Autumn in all its colourful glory,
Spring is setting in slowly.
Remember the days in the school lanes,
Or the college canteen and guitar strings;
That day you smiled at me in a crowd,
Or held my hand without a doubt.
But here we are, at a crossroads;
My heart and mind are in a mess,
Each day I sink into darkness.
Drown in the sea of desires
Waves of expectation and dreamy chase,
Consuming me bit by bit in stress.
Remember me for the happiest times,
Not the bags under my eyes or sleepless nights.
Remember me for my laughter,
Not the pain I unwillingly suffered.
~ Suranya