Kiss Your Dust
The remnants of your footsteps.
The dirt clouds that you form impairs my vision.
It is a premonition - telling me that you have no use for me.
I am not needed by you.
In fact, I have never been wanted.
I am and was always just
Standing in such an idle manner.
While you continue to advance forward.
You've been progressing
Because the moment we met just felt like yesterday.
The grains of time within
me has stopped.
I remain passive - remain the same as before.
Ever unmoving and ever unchanging.
I don't remember since
when, but I have lost sight of you now.
The view of your barely visible figure is gone.
All my hopes and dreams have followed along with it.
If however - a thought of
the past crosses your mind.
If ever, you decide to come and look back.
You will know that I am gladly kissing your dust.