To Forget

Rough, heavy rain,
Falls and breaks dreams apart.
The sun is out, skies are blue,
The darkness of the heart,
How can it not change the color, the mood?
Staring at two hands, scratches of hate,
Signs of life, mixed with signs of death.
If only once more,
No more than a couple of minutes are needed,
To say it’s all different, but still the same,
See how life hides all lies without getting caught.
And then look into her eyes,
Explain it’s impossible to miss what’s in there.
Scripts are still hanged on walls,
A collection of old letters is still kept in a box,
But something that used to be so real,
So complex, and simple at the same time,
Becomes no more than a shadow of forgotten days,
Gone, irreplaceable