A Nationality

she said she won’t forget me
it’s simply out of the question
she said I touched deep where she can’t afford to forget
now I’m away gone on a route for a destination
the memories I got seem half washed from so much I fret
I can’t remember her voice as much I can’t forget her sighs
I feel so selfish that I cant get her out of my head
I miss walking her earth and soaring loud and high in her bluest skies
the heat of her fire and how her air welcomed me
a unity of elements a treason to formally known realities
a reminder of how really I miss her.