Tense
Think about how it all started
What word was it that unlocked our hearts
What secret touch that melted
The doors to our souls
An eternity has passed by, since we shared that first look
My mind retains every moment of having known you,
and yet,
And yet, recalls not what started it all.
But, maybe it knows.
Maybe it just doesn't want me to remember
It wants me to keep this just for you
So, maybe the key lies desolate in unapproachable void-
I won't go looking for it, I swear.
What do I want with stale memory,
When I have you blossoming my present!
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