Like reading memories,
Memorising these faces like a song,
Like tomorrow there will be nothing,
Such a rush, when I'm breathing.
When these tables and candles stare at me,
And these smiles and eyes,
Remind me of these memories.
There's no memory better than this,
Better than remembering you.
When these heights and the cities,
Colours and the fountain,
The street of your apartment,
Feels so far apart,
From where you are,
To where we've been,
They all remain in place,
Untouched like these moments,
Haunting me with every step I take,
Towards these places, faces,
These streets and apartments,
They haunt me for you,
They remind me of memories,
Never heard of before,
Memories of you.
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