Long ago there was me and you
Until we were no more
no matter the remnants of our bliss
our memory remains untouched
for even amnesia can't take a dare
the strength of a past once so beautiful
defies the future of another moment like that
for not even the best writer can create
only the sprinkles of magic can relate
a love only to be read in history
romeo and juliet the frauds of love
our love was one to be told in tales for generations
a true indication of the power of love
even though our hearts walk separately untouched
the remnants of the love like tattoos on the skin
meant to be endured but not to be forgotten
- Ariane Dushime
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