Forgotten yet?

Stirring leaves, rustling features
Nature sounded cheerful
"then why does not my heart
wish to smile"
She thought and gazed,
wondering
trying to not think of him.
Memories packed, shut
in the old corners of thoughts.
Left to decay. Turning to ashes.
Lost, to not knowing what passes through her
why do eyes feel the hurt of the sun.
Fogged vision, she touches to find a tear drop
nestled.
"Maybe my fear of losing led to the loss"
"Maybe he does remember me"
"Maybe we had another chance"
Questions gnawing the soul
breaking the dead spirit to pieces.
The smile eclipsed forever
She waits for the end and wonders of the maybe's
trying to not think of him.