Awakening. . .

They said that it is possible for someone to wake up one morning and not feel the same way they felt yesterday, for that special someone, for that only thing, for that something. . .

Gone. . .

Totally forgotten. . .

Erased. . .

like dusts in the wind,
like sand in your palms,
like water in your hands. . .

only difference is that they disappear without logic,
without explanation,
without reason. . .
like evaporation but without any other formation. . .

Non-existent. . .

And if one day I woke up and forgot about you

then i'll go back to sleep. . .
for days,
or months,
years or decades,
centuries or milleniums. . .

I'll Hibernate. . .

just to remember the feeling. . . that feeling that once made me want to live. . .
that some thing i'd die for. . . that reason that i'll be a fool for. . .

If all else fails. . . just dont wake me anymore