Fading

I believe the thing that I remember the most

is the music that we shared with one another.

 I know that it is the one thing that I could never

and will never forget.  

Whereas, other things have to be forgotten.

Your touch, your smell,

and most of all your passion.

Time first seperates

the bad from the wonderful.

Then, in my world,

they both just fade to music

and I guess that's what life is

for me.

Just Music

 

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