Imprints

It's been years since you left,

Still, I find your imprints everywhere,

The house still has your memories,

Someone still talks about you,

And some places still search for your presence.

Your people still remember you,

The time still takes me back to the old days,

And your stuff still haunts me,

Asking me whether I remember the days with you,

People still pity me thinking I may not even recall you,

But little do they know,

All achievements, failures and dreams have you in them,

I always wonder about one thing,

What's more painful

Not having enough memories or having enough memories that living becomes painful,

I still go back to the days,

Visiting you in the memories,

Just to keep you alive.

- meesha