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Older Times
I remember seeing you.
Fifty years ago today
we crossed paths and locked eyes.
You said you could never forget my smile.
I remember the beginning, when
it was warm, but your embrace
sent an electric chill down my spine.
Everything felt new, like memories in the works.
I remember every first we shared,
right up until
the worst had snaked its way in
between our hearts, like a chronic nightmare.
It only haunts one.
I remember the feeling—I had lost you.
The beastly malady stole you away, leaving
two empty bodies, lost and confused.
Numbing just one from everything real.
I remember how we began.
I’ll remember how we end.
I remember the pain of losing fifty years as one,
and can’t seem to forget
that every day the pain you would feel
succumbs to dementia, while I suffer broken hearted and
alone.
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