To the Wind...

To the Wind…

I used to be able to let my hair down around you,
Now I only hold my jacket tighter.

I used to dance with freedom to your gentle rhythm,
Now I only run for cover when I feel you near.

I used to capture your beauty in words, colours and song,
Now I dare not even speak of you for fear of breaking down again.

I used to go to you to have all my troubles blown away,
Now I’ve grown so proud I don’t even know my own problems anymore.

I used to memorize your familiar scent, like crisp warm summer,
Now I search for it, but in vain.

I used to have heaven’s most comforting slumbers in the confidence of your sturdy arms,
Now my eyes sleep, but my soul never rests.

I used to chase you till the end of the rainbows,
Now I know there are some places you could never have brought me along.

The wind,
A dream, an illusion,
Never actually there, but yet, always there.

Always here.