A year foreign to me

I still see it

And I still feel it

The end was too near

And while the flower is wilted

And your hairs grows

And flows in the wind

With every step

I see your tears

A year I can not longer remember

When were you happy?

I cannot seem to recall

A memory of yesterday

I still see every detail

Of you and the way

You denied and blushed your faults

Our eyes still bright

And your face still shining

But your smile faded

Like the flower in your hair