The countless memories spring up again
Like whales coming up to the surface from the ocean depths
All connected through one word- temporary
The warmth I felt or the passion I had
The precious laughter and the deepest bonds
Maybe the bonds stayed but togetherness just faded away
In those silly pictures with overflowing laughter
This moment feels like a still lake
And I was waiting for those thrilling tides
But often I realize
That underneath this lake, an ever so inconspicuous current flows
What I was waiting for will slowly just seep away.
P.S- I have developed a keen interest in whales nowadays. They are such marvelous creatures. Apparently they have incredible memory too.
Librocubicularist soul 