A look back into the memories of a life lived.
May be years later,
we will cross the same paths again.
We will be too old by then;
unrecognizable with
silver strands of hair,
laugh wrinkles and
torn saggy skin.
But you and me,
will still remain
each other’s most familiar face.
Memories will flash by.
All the lived moments,
unconquered dreams and
shared happiness
will take their rebirth on us.
Past will give a smirk.
But time will no longer
be in our grip.
It has slipped by.
We have lost.
Forever.
A glance will be shared
for one last time.
Our eyes will speak
so many broken stories,
seeking for a closure
in that deep painful silence.
Future will drag us forward,
forcing to let
the baggage of past go.
We will pretend that,
we don’t know each other,
before the one’s
holding our hands,
that time.
Life will give a sigh
and so will we.
“May be, in another life time.”
We will whisper
to our own wounded hearts
and will pass by each other
like two strangers,
holding millions of unforgettable memories,
together.
Life is difficult.
Period.
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