My favourite memories
Have faded in years,
Now murky and heavy —
They trigger my tears.
I swear to God,
There’s no regret,
But I can’t rejoice
That we ever met.
It’s better to see you
As a dream from youth —
Gentle and distant,
Untouched by truth.
I’d rather forget
This version of “dear”,
And let you remain
In my memory clear.
My favourite memories
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