An old song. A forgotten memory. An unsaid word.
Sometimes it all comes back. Like a gush of cold wind on a chilly afternoon. It jolts your mind. Makes you remember someone... something. And you melt. And you freeze. All at the same time. You wonder how much time has passed. How far along you've come. How much behind have you left it?
It's all hazy and yet so clear. It's so close and yet so far. You want to but you can't touch it. You're scared.. you don't wanna scar it. It's too holy.. too pious..
And then you turn and walk away.... leaving the small light flickering behind.. never looking back feeling just a little yellow.
