He lost the way to the sun

He’s forgeting us
By forgeting me,
Pretending to go on
And love another.

He never faces himself,
Hidding again
Under small details.
He stopped hoping.

He stopped believing.
He stopped dreaming.
He stopped remembering.
But he never stopped loving me.

He lives as a nomad,
From one day to another.
He tries to kill his heart
And make it stop beating.

He thinks all has ended,
And suffers in silence.
Why wouldnt he speak up
And wave the white flag?

He is lost now.
Lost the way to the sun.
He’s forgetting us,
By forgetting me.