One day..

And there will be a day
When i am just a memory to you.
My name will blow with the fallen autumn leaves, by your door..
The morning sun will tell you
How we used to smile.
And then as the day will pass
You will remember, how our days went by.
In the park when you ride that swing
Will you remember how we fly in that thing?
At night when you will be alone and wake, 
Will you now ask atleast once,  
Why did all the dreames break? 
And in a cloudy day when you will be lonely
In that house we made,
Will you really feel? its just a memory now.. 
Will you remember? How much you left unsaid..

-swarnali