A smell, a taste,
A place, a book,
A particular music genre,
Could stop my train of thoughts.
And during those few seconds,
Just for a few seconds –
I remember you, what we used to do,
Thankfully without feelings anymore.
Honestly it took some time,
Probably because you’re the first –
The first person I went all out for,
The first person I crossed islands for.
Maybe it’s not enough,
Or was it so reassuring
That you have me under a spell
Dancing on your pretty palm.
Those days are all behind me – somehow;
I’m back on my own shore.
The feelings are almost gone,
Though inevitably, sometimes, I remember.
Though it doesn’t pain me anymore,
Like it did not so long ago –
Those things, several certain things,
That always, surely; remind me of you.