Reminds me of you

I roll back;
old pictures of your face 

I go back,

and browse through old things on your page

emotions are fluding my brain

old you-

no comparison 

you have known and grown, I view

all your smiles have shown

and still I knew, the tears behind have evolved into stone

I sit back;

lay on the ground 

hard as stone

your coldness has a warmth in its tone

your emotions; the feeling 

the breeze and the snow

you shine trough as my brightness is on low

the faces have grown

the clothes change to new

the people around have seen better days too

I lean to my side;

I imagine your wet sholder I have used

your eyes still have the same depths, they could never lose

I see a person remind me of you.