No Photos To Burn
No photographs to burn
No pages to turn
Images permanently etched in my mind
Intoxicating spellbinding novel we spun intertwined
Like a typical fairy tale, simply too good to be true
Yet, despite it all so many feelings come circling back to you
My mind a canvas, still brings to life our sketches of art
Sailed together through unchartered waters although we knew we would part
Waited impatiently anticipating to hear word
Through hollow valleys, no signs or echoes seen or heard
Unexpected was a silent goodbye
Was it all a beautiful chaotic lie?
Reality or fantasy? these paralyzing thoughts drive me insane
Still, I don't wish to forget or rewire my brain
Forever thankful for the priceless moments we had
At first bitter, now occasionally sad, but for the precious time shared I will always be glad
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