Your memories

Time is passing like this in your memories, just like the birds are eager to return home as soon as the evening comes.

I sit in your memories for hours, but it seems as if only a few moments have passed.

I keep staring at it, but I don't know what I am seeing.

I remain lost in the whispers, I am not even aware that someone is calling.

The picture of you remains in your, and you are visible in every image.

What a magic you have cast on me, I have forgotten myself, I only remember you.