It’s still a fleeting thought, but it seldom fails to return
For when I pause and reflect, I see you, basking in the rays of sun.
You dance without a sign of worry, your jaws clenched into a wide smile
With a pang of envy, I watch you from afar.
The sun is shimmering, as though rejoicing in your dance
And the leaves keep twirling in this windy space of love
My cart is full, overflowing through the brim
And you don’t even seem to own a cart?
I’m tired of dragging, some things do tend to fall,
But I care less, as I’ve already lost it all.
Your charisma is strong, you notice me not
I try to push my cart away; but it stays, it stays, it stays…
I stretch my arms to you, to reach closer I try,
I touch your arm, then at last, my cart slowly fades, it fades, it fades…