The stories I've never let go
Are hovering on a thin wind
And flying out
The window.
It will never happen again
What we had
Forever gone.

I tell you
My friend
But never my lover
Again.

Check out the silence
Creeping up behind our safe distance
As if we've never known each other
In every possible way
During night and during day
We share a piece of history
Not enough
To stay friends
I guess.

Once I was blind
Now I see
All over
Right through you
And straight inside me.

All the stories
One by one
I had to let go
To let my-self grow
Beyond your memory.

You're forgotten.