A day is but a moment in time, a mile but a leap from here. For when you are on my mind, the future is nothing but a sheer reminder of another moment, in which I will spend in reminisce. How I wish a kiss with you were frozen, or a walk be remembered as this. But I leave behind no footprints, no mark or sign of my presence. A rainy day be the only thing that could rinse, the memories you have trailed in essence. I will float along trailing what once was, the rain only pooling where you once occupied. When will I stop, you ask? Never, because I wont stop until you are again by my side.
