Fade

Days pale into insignificance,

Dreams fade with the first light of day,

I remain like driftwood,

Waiting on the shoreline-

 

To be washed away by the tide,

Lost to time,

I leave no impression in the sand,

Nor bruise on your heart.

 

My bottled dreams cast aside,

Our picture is torn in two,

Heartfelt words laid to waste,

This page is a blank canvas now.

 

Drunk with the heat of the sun on my brow,

You are no more than a mirage,

This too will fade.