Honey-colored Days

I still remember those good days.

Those days were full of liveliness and eagerness.

People around were at hearts.

I was sprightly on the go with myself.

Delusion in my elegance. I thought this is a never-ending thing.

But I had to face the fact.

NOTHING LASTS FOREVER

Even the people and their conducts change.

Here and now, people around carrying hearts of stone

and they laugh with teeth.

Decades have sped along. I want to feel at home again.

I want to taste those moments which are only memories now.