Speckled Wind

I don't think of you often

You're a speckle
That flies by my mind
Every now and then

When you appear in my thoughts
I think of all the things
I would tell you
All the things I've done
How I've changed since
You and I
Said our last goodbyes

You don't know me

We're strangers
On the street
With a relationship
That has burned
To ashes now scattered
In the cold wind

I wouldn't want it any other way