Hello lover, how goes you?
Along that path you've chosen to stroll.
Time passes steadily, does it not?
Why, come next month... it's been too long.
Oh! Those memories... you and I, they age.
As do the photographs we never took.
Our favorite songs have started to skip,
worn recordings of something so far from real.
I still have the wry smile,
from the way you made me laugh.
Meanwhile, the tears continue to trace my cheeks,
yet I remain in denial.
How time continues to turn, did I ever doubt it would?
With you silent for so long...perhaps.
