The past has long since slipped out,
Only remain its traces in my memory;
The pale images and known events
Appear before me in a slide show
All of which I knew so close.
My attempts to interact,
To feel and touch them fail;
Outpour of my emotions
Do not affect them at all,
And the tears flow out
Unchecked and unstoppable
In total silence.
I see those days in my school
At play, at home and as I grew,
Of the failings and achievement,
Of the times of sadness, celebrations,
Of the times of increasing aspirations;
The days when my loved ones
Stood by me, lived with me.
I wish to cry in their honour
And shed tears unnoticed
While choosing to be all alone
To feel that I loved them
As I love them till now
And their loves guide me through.
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