Poem of memories.
I can still remember…
things that you forgot,
things I wanted to forget,
best forgotten memories,
or memories that hold no meaning
to anyone but me.
A touch, a kiss, a look
that changed the world,
Faces of strangers,
words in a foreign language,
a sunset and a home.
A verse that touched my soul,
a melody without a song,
two lovers on a street,
my dying friend asleep.
The morning when we met,
the wars I fought,
my wounds, my loves and losses,
my happiness and my regret.
So many things that I cannot forget.
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