Reminisce

The trees sway in the breeze The white noise of leaves pervades the air I look up to the sky for warmth My face basked in the light of the sun My thoughts are a mess of cables Wires that don't connect Maybe the sun will shine light in Or maybe the breeze will make me feel something Trapped in my sentiments, ensnared by my nostalgia How am I to continue in my state, swathed in reminiscence The breeze picks up again, I am awash with fleeting vigor The trees sway in the breeze The white noise of my thoughts pervade the air I look up to the sky for warmth And my face is still pallid with disgust The times I shared with so many people Can only comfort me for so long And what will happen years from now Will I remember the good times and my accomplishments Or will I still dwell on the fact that what I had was fleeting