I am making memories

I am making memories
Ones I will call out to
When I feel lost
In the middle of the night.

Ones that will flash
As life moves steadfast
And pull me back
Against the flow.

I am making memories
But they are quick to pale
Leaving a haze in place of
Where they were in my heart.

I try to blow away the dust
But it settles back to the same spot.
Pictures- real, or in my mind-
Something tells me, won't do.

I am making memories
Of times which will never be again
I will never be twenty-four
I will never have the same heart.

I soak in the nooks and crannies
To carry the imprints of this moment
Cork them in an air-tight breath
Shut eyes to keep the photo intact.

I am making memories
Knowing that I bid goodbyes
With a whiff of air still on my skin
I vow to hold on to this thought.

But the moment has passed
The world has moved on
The air full of conversation and eye-contact
But I have stayed behind...

Written 20/11/10 sitting at German Bakery in Benaras.