Undeclared I woke up in the morning with this weird feeling. I might have run unto something or may be I lost track of everything. Yesterday, you were my one but just this morning you are gone. I don’t know what I have done, to you I am none. No matter how I try to forget this feeling that’s like a sonnet; yet I can’t let regret fill my day with upset. I now want to let go this feeling I can’t seem to know. Guess I have to put a good show to let you see I’m going with the flow. 10-12-2011 💌By the window I watch you go by