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