Was I here?

We are transposed, living our lives
Shifting through the sands of time
Our place in a world soon to be lost
Running we seem, from here to eternity

Our thoughts known only here
The future is another
Grasping hands, holding me
Telling me that you were once….

Am I not the one who…
Should I not wonder?
Was it not me?
No, you were once…

- P. Sakthivel