I stroll through the world, a field of forgotten flowers

A mountain the distance, it begs to be scaled

Still I look at you, watching with excitement

Lips a-quiver, heart a-flutter

I wonder where all the time has gone

I wonder why the wind has ceased to blow

I look up at the sky, counting faces in the clouds

Looking to the stars, thinking of the hereafter

I smile at the thought of you

Wondering where you could be

Have you gone like the flowers?

No love, your life loses meaning

Your beauty fades as those around stop recognizing it

Like a memory you fade

Until nothing is left

But the stem

Yet here I am, amidst this field of forgotten flowers

Am I too, looking for love?

Or am I just a lonely boy, wandering the world?