What is left behind

I remember you in fragments

Flitting in and out like fireflies

Tracing familiar patterns in the dark

Just beyond my outstretched fingers

I wonder , if they are tricks of my mind

Pining away for what cannot be mine

It all comes back to me sometimes though ,

When the wind carries your laughter

When our song comes on the radio

When the sun plays hide and seek with the leaves

And for a moment , just a moment

In the glint of a slant ray on the dewy grass

Just the way your eyes caught the sun

I may forget you for days

but then you come back to me from time to time

The music stops , but the notes echo in my mind

And I know now , that some goodbyes are not forever

For everything joyous that touches us

Something beautiful remains…

Photo by Ksenia Makagonova on Unsplash