Sifting through my mind
Like dialing 1-800 on everything I left behind
Hearing the voices
seeing the times & faces


What they were
lost to the dust of memory
or the ghost of chivalry


Debts to you still unsettled
with promises I still keep hoping to settle
at mornings I wonder did i do all i could when i reveled
into your rose petals


Thinking of where we would have been
If time had been more gracious back then
as a lover & also a friend
i’ve always been impressed


That during those key moments spent
i wouldn’t digress
but instead all i have is memories & the events
& unlike money it can never be spent


Is where it all went



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