I'll be back...

I forget to write. I forget how to write. But this is not so bad. Very often, we forget to see the world with a child eyes. And is our lost. But i'll be back. Soon enough. The magic is already in the air, enveloping me in a soft breeze, whispering to me to remember everything. I must only keep my eyes wide open.
I'll be back...
...to myself.