how can i sever myself from our past when my heart is tethered to your memory?
it’s as though the thought of you won’t let me go…
it seems to follow me through the years, a faint reminder of the joyful moments between us
there is a fondness for you that lingers, the feeling that a simple conversation with you had the potential to be endlessly enthralling
it pains me to think that you belong to a time gone by, that no feat of strength stands to bring you back to me
still, i’ll foster the image of your smile as the days fade to night
finding comfort in knowing i had the chance to hold you in the past,
just as i am destined to hold onto the memory of you in the years to come
