The Camouflage

I dont know what this distance is doing to us,

Its not good neither its bad,
We can recollect what we had.

This camouflage of unspoken things,
Makes me wonder if its going to be..

Be there forever,
Or we will be lost again.

Like these stars,
In the morning hours,

Because its not good neither its bad,
We can recollect what we had.

The camouflage of our moving past!