All things are memories.
Sweetsome, bittersome
Such the call, the text
And the late night up
The kisses and the dreams
Beyond realm of reality.
The excuses, the apologies;
Tale of love lies follow.
Sneak out and shy dates
So special are first times!
And even the nicknames
Sounds Sweet forever more.
The best of all these are
Well Preserved in time
And alike the stars above
Neither of us can touch
I cherished this memories
Sweetsome, bittersome
Such the text, the calls
Blanksome, silentsome!
-slim
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