Some days, the air carries that familiar tinge. I try to hold myself together, but still cringe. Some days, the morning rays make me cold. Memories try to make me drift and I withhold. Some days, your face does not leave my eyes. I look for passion in a lovely bundle of lies. Some days, the time pauses in my mind. I try but not every memory can be left behind. #somedays #yqbaba #poetry #lostlove #love #missing #memories #musings