The Missed Dime

Seasons pass, but our moments chill, people change, we too, but my heart still dwells you. we move past the dimensions of time, seeing life directing us to part distances, once I started learning of your sunshine, our own dreams brought hurricane. I have learnt that sometimes our expectations are tricky, why so? it's still unfold to me, beings where natured to expect the surprises of life, but we only focus on the pleasing side of them, that is the side my mind was into. at the end of a dark tunnel there is light, same for all drastic ways there is hope, without hope beings are functionless, hope drives us, drives me. I hope you understood my uncertain ways, I hope what I saw in you is what you saw in me, I hope my reflection wont perish in your thoughts, I hope I still linger in your heart, I hope it could go back to the beginning.