Gone with the Wind

I felt you like a warm September,

Soft as whispers on my skin.

But you were never meant to linger,

You were never meant to begin.

How do you hold what was never yours?

How do you chase what was made to roam?

Love, like wind, won’t be captured,

It only sings as it goes.

Gone with the wind,

You never looked back.

Carried by whispers,

Lost in the past.

If I was your anchor,

You were the tide.

Love was the journey,

Not the place to hide.

Your voice still hums in the empty spaces,

Your touch still lingers in the night.

But every time I turn to find you,

You're just another fading light.

If I ever hear you calling,

Will it be an echo or a lie?

If love is written in the sky,

Is it meant to say goodbye?

Gone with the wind...

You never looked back...

And now you're nothing but air.