Fading

A feeling of fading into mist. (past poem)

I’m fading into the wind that passes by freely
Still reaching out to you, hoping that I will someday reach you

I walk with you, always
But the fading doesn’t seem to stop

Though I am fading away, I will not let that stop my steps
As I move forward, into this bright future

I watch you, smiling and enjoying life
I smile as well, for I am happy for you

I hope that someday, I will be able to reach your hand
And hold it tight, never letting go

I call out to you,
Full of hope

The memories I carry with me now,
They will never fade away

I am fading into that star-filled sky,
Where all dreams never fade

I walk these familiar streets,
Feeling lonely, hoping to find you

The tears are falling,
Blending in with the rain

I may be fading, but I am still alive
So I can still call out, and try to reach you
Someday…

The fading doesn’t seem to stop,
But I still walk with you, enjoying your happiness