Faded flowers on the shelf,

A jar of marbles full of dust

What memories are you reliving 

In your world so far from me?

I wish I knew what it is you see.

You filled my head with songs and stories,

but didn't share the dark with me.

Now the past has come to claim you,

And all that's left now is a shadow,

Of the person that I knew.

I've met you for the hundredth time,

And I always remind you of me,

Not as I am, but as I was

Before life collected her due

And now, it seems, she's taking you.

Somehow we stand as total strangers

Though I've known you all my life.

While the world keeps blooming 

You fade like flowers on the shelf.

A total stranger to yourself…