Remember

Remember when forever used to be precious
sometimes i hesitate to think
even when i stop to muse through
i become those memories of me and you

resonating through my head
deaf now because of it
meditating on the shape of silence
visioning the outline of posterity

what happened to those days?
did they ever exist?
or was it just an illusion
conjured up by a mind
who doesnt know the world
so it makes up its own...