Looking to the view of what is to be seen,

Knowing what is to be.

Wanting to see what they see.

Keep starring for clarity.

The fog rolls over.

Fog is showing what is hidden.

One forgotten in ones side view.

They remember while she's gone.

Fog leaves with the memory of her.

Lost Floating

I found a memory lost in the clouds,

A life that seems forever ago,

Both changed so much.

Together we remember who we were,

Not seeing who we are.

I need to be reminded of how we are,

to see it was not right.

We were just a thought in passion,

Not a fairy tale of forever.