Fifteen years ago, I saw you there, Outside international station, The sun shining into your hair
The days turned into months, then into years, Oh how they went by, The first few were so good, As if building on each others lives
Our first holiday together, The wedding, the house, the promise of forever, Chasing all things, The potential ending never
That’s how it seemed, But now it feels like a dream, And that’s ok, things change and I guess we move on
But even in that fully accepted reality, It’s still funny to think, How it’s all just turned into nothing more than a memory
©R. Spencer 2020
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