do you remember the last time;

do you remember the last time
that we held hands
and kissed passionately?
wherever did those days disappear
days spent basking the sun
deciphering the pictures in the clouds
wishing for the sunset to never come.
have you purged those memories from your mind
abandoned on a greyhound to nowhere
a train with no destination.
it seems only yesterday
we were caught in a fervent embrace
and like a jigsaw puzzle
we fit perfectly.
but it is evident that all good things
must come to an end
as love is never

1 comment:

  1. In my opinion that is one of the hardest things about letting go. You know that you have all these memories about him that randomly pop into your head... and you can only wonder if they remember too. It's a sad kind of pain.