It All Started At the Frozen Sight
The day came finally, when the late mates met,
There was her past, existing in her memories
The past, having its own strength though, holding him tight, no desire to let go
Under the shade of the same tree, once too dense, so is her measure of feelings for him
Where ever her eyes go, there were places of him in the life meant to be as lost
Then came the steps of contact, where his eyes once met hers and time caught froze
It might be a dream though, but she is there in the freeze again
But now a blurred vision as the freeze melts, tears dropped in to the deep ocean of her memories,
Once again and forever,
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