Reminisce

On this moonlit winter night, I walk the familiar road near my hostel.

The breeze plays softly with my hair, voices drift from far away,

and the street dogs bark into the quiet-

just like last winter.

Yet the season feels bit different.

Something is missing.

Maybe the gentle buzz of bumblebees from my old home,

maybe Hezal’s warm presence,

or maybe a feeling I can’t name anymore.

All I know is this-

winter returns again,

and so do my memories.

And in the spaces between them,

I reminisce what I’ve lost 

and what I still long for.

~Poulami©