Written by Sheena Sahana K

A season that can turn back the clock is fall. All we hold on to is not just memories but the story behind our pieces of emotions.

Summer through the window

I can’t seem to let go

The season is yet to change

Is it autumn all again?

Leaves just sway

Falling down all the way

You break in and steal every moment piece by piece

Same as freedom fall experienced by the swaying leaves

Leaving me behind in an atmosphere of stolen dreams

Will, we meet on the same road again,

There’s still a story yet to happen

Wait a little bit

There’s more to say

Our story is left half the way

You can’t remember anything

All of these are meant to be not the same

I want you to be happy but not in vain

I wish I could turn the clock back to our time

Rewrite every stolen line

There will be rainfall again

Every season has to change

Day and night

Through where light resides

You’ve got a better view

Greater through every perspective

Asking me who am I to you

You’ve forgotten me through it all.

As autumn would kill summer through fall.

Text © Sheena Sahana K

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