• oh_senorita 10w

    All that I remember was the bay and the little spider.

    But I remember the bay that never was.

    We took to all the roads that lead to nowhere,

    Growing cold in amber water.

    The bay I had enjoyed remained the same.

    But where I felt enthralled during those times had

    depressed me now.

    And the bay is still. Not changed.

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    Nostalgia

    You live only once! But your past gives you the chance to relive those memories, but not to re-visit.
    ©oh_senorita