Dust in the wind

Dust..
Letting it go, in the wind...
Dust..
a grey area...
Dust...
My sincere thought pass through it..
Dust...
The very word which you uttered in our conversation...
Dust...
Comes strong and goes strong like a sneeze..
Dust..
You blurred my vision..
Dust...
U are not meant to be kept..
Dust..
I gotta sweep you away from my thoughts...