Memories in the form of things
Objects that we keep to bring
Back the moments of our past
That sometimes are not meant to last
Gathered words in dusty books
Feelings, conversations, looks
Time set down in faded pen
Our hearts ache to go back again
Tokens fill our secret places
Jewelry, cards, familiar faces
Smiles from photos long ago
Friends that we no longer know
Years go by, we’re left behind
All grows dim where once we shined
If someday we are meant to part
I’ll always keep you in my heart

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