Wishful thinking,
Silent thoughts,
Tales of times
That don't exist.
Quiet laughter,
Hidden tears,
Shutters closed
And peaceful bliss.
Rambling words,
Pointless walks,
Cheerful birdsong,
Barking dogs.
Towering trees,
Dusty books,
Sunlight seeping
Through the blinds.
Empty house,
Bubbling creek,
Flowers on
The windowsill.
Of all the things
That live today,
We don't have time
To live again
In all of our lost memories.
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