#WhisperingNature

So you decided to move to a different city.
I looked at the sky, to clear my thoughts,
the clouds deformed and formed your face,
perhaps I'm starting to see things.
I went to the park for a different scenery,
I heard the birds talking about you,
the nearby trees whispering your name.
I went back home to water my garden
the fragrance of watered rose petals
smells no different from the perfume you habitually wear.
I locked myself in my room hoping to think less about you,
the walls started to reiterate what I used to tell them about you.
I decided to watch a movie,
the storyline ended up being like my life's story.
I listened to some Rhythm and Blues,
and conscientiously left me feeling blue.
I shall succumb to just thinking about you,
seeing fragments of you in everyday life
hearing your name whispered by nature.

© Adrian Richelieu