A memory’s tale

Am I his lover ? No 

I’m a memory . One that was born of simple curiosity and died with a simple misunderstanding.

One that he believed was his adventure but knows now its the one he will not survive upon.

A memory that whirled the chaos in him but has sent him now where the calm lies.

A memory that still struggles to be remembered but can see that is soon to be forgotten. 

A memory that clings on to him as he struggles to enjoy the new ones.

Yet dear lover , for that memory’s sake do keep it your happy dreams. 



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