Neresque

Through the pages we flip, forgetting the memories we made,
Leave no stone unturned, setting our hearts ablaze.
I hope that this reaches you,
You who exists on the other side of these waters.
Because I know you’re standing on a shore, same as I,
With sand embracing the skin between your toes,
And the rays from the sun aging the skin on your face,
Wishing the same.