Memories

I didn’t burn the bridges;
They were never there.

More delusions I created
Out of misty air

I waited; I looked for you;
You didn’t care.

I’m too old for this
Carelessness.
I know better
Than to wait for you
To want me, too.

You’re yet another thing
To leave behind.

I don’t want these
Memories
Floating around.
Can I burn them down?

Present to Past

Time runs
And we chase it,
Open hands
And hungry eyes,
Until lazy minds
Erase it,
Fill the gaps
With wishful lies.