"for always"
I look down
and the ground disappears,
everything
becomes a blur of color
and sound
purely on the periphery
of where my mind exists now,
I don't notice the soft breeze
swirling through the trees
or
the leaves of every shade
of orange and brown
dancing and jumping at my feet,
I see only memory
as the hear and now
slides past me
leaving me
with hollow thoughts,
where is it I exist
if not here now
on this bench,
where is it
they've all gone
since the last time,

I look up now
and see the world has changed
so much
and know they've all been gone for some time,
I wait however,
as the season's change again,
and reminisce again
when you used to come visit,
the world has moved on from me
and I wait as a relic of a bygone time,
where is it I exist
if you've left for always,

the world fades
and I feel the uneasy peace of being forgotten to time.
-Armando Torres