drifting in the clouds, missing you.
left to a world of fading meadows,
rattling rivers, and rotting claws.
dreaming of laughter and you;
riding the shadows of innocence;
making blueprints of trees;
wishing for the essential you.
lost and floating, faint and waiting;
holding on to your words, grieving.
wasting and biding time;
saving stories and making friends.
all my memories are kept hidden–
refusing to believe that you’ve forgotten.
the monsoon rains have come.
you’re coming home. come home.