Bubble Dreams


I was there yesterday;
I am here today.
I was with them yesterday;
I am alone here today.

We long for things,
to see who we love
and to touch what we love.

We count months,
days, minutes and seconds;
time slyly reaches
and the moment appears,
when we see
who we longed for
and touch
what we loved.

time slips
so sudden
letting us keep
only fragrance and
fragmented memories.

time rolls faster;
things go farther and farther,
when the memories of
who we met,
what we touched
fade away,

turn into bubbles
that float in the air
and then blow off

keeping only a void
in the air.

Image source: Pixabay

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