drifting like autumn clouds.

i see you walking away

without making an effort

to look back, or think back

what about me, about you

and about us

you chose to let go

it hurts yet you feel not

the sorrow of eyes pleading

you drift away nonchalantly

carefree and unworried

am i the only one still clinging

to your shadows old

receding so fast from me

should i stop following

and stop loving or

should i grab you back

to where we stood before

but your heart’s far away

so distant like clouds

on the other end of the shore

as time’s horizon eats them away

or precious memories being sold

unwillingly i still stand

helplessly holding

your imaginary hand

i cannot look back

i can bear not to see ahead

so now, where should i go?