Unforgotten?

Caressing the warmth of the candlelight.
Your voice soars through the wind.
Like doves set free in a breeze.
An insight to the world's disasters,
The outcome of unrequited love
And the tale of sorries and purposes.

How I wish I knew what you want me to say.
For now I just listen.
To the silent song of your hearbeat.
So distant but it echoes in the clocks.
Reminders of fading minutes.
The world waits, or is it just me?
I know what I'm doing, I hope,
And so do you.
So do you.

I meant every word I said.
But maybe you just don't know it.
Maybe I don't either.
Or so it seems,
That I have not forgotten everything.

I just didn't take the time to look back.
To when I made dangerous commitments.
It looks like I have stuck to them.
Unmeant, perhaps?
I don't think so.
I don't think so.

How the times have changed.
How our lives have changed.
All it seems to be is lost.
But all it is hasn't.

Just know this:

You look mighty fine tonight,
Your voice echoing through the wind.

The distance is geting to me.