Same song, same cafe
But it's a wrong time
I'd let things go
But it stays
At that corner
Framed a blur memory
A fragment of my forgotten life
But it stays
I walked away
Not wanting to look back
Not wanting to remember
But it stays
What's broken cannot be mend
What's been gone cannot be regain
And maybe it will always stay there
Framed, silent and forgotten
I looked away from it...and you
A fragment of my forgotten life...
ReplyDeleteGot so many of 'em. And melancholy can't keep its hands off whenever they return. Just every now and then...
Love ur posting.
yup, they keep coming back just to remind us that theyre staying still in their time
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