A Pathway Remembered

The "sequel" to "A Pathway Reminds, less about a person, more about feelings.

I lay my head in the water
and simply breathe
Blue skies, sing lullabies
and I begin to dream

I remember plans pondered, and pure.
I remember love so honest and sure,
but like such things so beautiful and free;
sometimes such things aren't ever meant to be.

and blue becomes a gray,
and the light becomes a haze,
and we run out of things to say,
and clear thoughts become a maze,
and everything changes

The smiles become sighs.
The laughs become cries.
The distance simply grows until there's nothing to revive,
and lord knows the pathway blurs until we cease to survive.
Please forgive me.