Missing you Part 1

I am walking down the street that has trees on both sides to make it the perfect spot to walk by in the fall when the leaves are colored so beautifully. Even in spring, summer and winter it is a beautiful place too. I remember walking it down thousands of times before.

With someone.

But I cannot remember who.

The only thing I remember is that there was someone. But where is that person now? Why is that person not with me? Why? What happened?

I don't know.

So I go back to humming that lullaby I know from somewhere, I do not know where. It is so beautiful, I never get bored of it. I just wish I would knew where I could get it so that I could listen to it when someone else than myself sings. I bet it is even more beautiful then.

A memory.

"It sounds the most beautiful when you sing it."

I stumble to a stop. Who said that? I cannot remember. My head starts to ache. I try to forget the whole thing and start walking again. Maybe I will remember someday, but now is not the time for that. I know it deep inside of me. Not yet. But someday. Suddenly I feel all warm inside. I crack a little smile. Just between you and me.