The ache of the eternal.
The shadow of future
nostalgia.
Knowing
right now
these
moments we make,
we'll forever be
in them.
There's no
getting out of a
memory that every
fiber of me
and ember of you
is imprinting upon.
We're having
our wonderful way
with time,
too full in the present
to fool in the moment
forever so long.
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