Remember the time
we whiled away
days and days that
lasted forever
or so we thought
Have you realized that
our lasts are about to begin,
and this first is about to end?
Remember the time
we will try to retrieve
hours and minutes and seconds lost
of hugs and walks and conversations
and tears and laughter and love
and then the silence
of forgetfulness.
Saturday, December 15, 2012
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