Holding all those secrets for so long, I tore every page 📄 making the paper boats. Every boat filled with Our Memories . Each boat as a vessel of our past. It too wanted to be free from the diary of memories that wouldn't last.
All those firsts that I can't forget But wanting them to vanish from my sight. Those boats carrying yours whispers, Saying goodbye and gets lost in the light.
All those memories are sailing away. Fading like sunsets at the end of day. Drifting far away from me My paper boats~
its carrying so much that eventually it will sink Letting go of the memories........