as the record is placed

i see your hand hover

here we are embraced

but not forever

one visit is not enough

the end is yet to come

i pack all my stuff

the music plays, and i hum

will i remember

which moment stays

time inches towards september

over my thoughts lies a haze

rustling of trees

barking of dogs

piano playing, endless

the door, and sounds of keys

we sit in silence

and think of the inevitable

parted, i await the distance

trying to solve our puzzle