Poem: Memories

I see life through a filter
Of hazy memories and forgotten smiles,
Sharp pains and lost wiles,

Wherein every memory I have with you
Shapes my current reality,
Giving into the illusion of existence,

For what are our memories but imprints of the past,
Waning ideals that never last
And a soft heart ready to crash under the
Growing weight of nostalgia

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