"lasting Impressions"

I waited and waited but maybe the time has passed... Just one last time , a look, a smile, something to grasp... The birds fly over head so free and so tranquil... I watch them all, each flight not new but never dismal... Maybe one bird will have a note that might say a reason why... Or maybe I shall walk away and see this was a goodbye... The place I sit is absorbed in different stages of memories... From a start of coffee to long walks that formed a love story... As the trees changed and the seasons have gone... There is no escape from this distant bond... a past experience,not forgotten ....