The Boy That Never Forgot Their Name

The Story Of A Stranger

The creases of your face are different now,

You look as if the sun didn't let you bathe in its warmth.

I wonder if you remember the way you used to dance for hours,

The way you used to sing,

Do you remember how happy you were before pain took its toll?

Now you look around as if the world is resting on your shoulders.

And perhaps it is.

you don't smile like you used too.

Instead you just look tired,

Like the universe has never shown you kindness.

I miss the way your emotion used to lay bare,

Now you just look cold.

Time and love go hand and hand in cruelty.

I don't even remember when you became this.

And as I turn away from the mirror and I realize that I became a stranger to myself.