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I Remember- A Poem

I remember the first time we gazed at each other,
Your deep brown eyes burning right into my soul,
That smile you gave me,
Made me look the other way,
I knew I was a gonner,
You had me at that.
Somehow I just knew you right for me,
It felt true,
It felt real,
Everytime we talked I fell deeper,
I was in love,
We fell in love.

I remember every moment of that love,
The embers and sparks of it all,
The shivers down my spine,
Every time you touched me.
I remember chasing each others hearts,
When we kissed each other breathless,
When we set our own world on fire,
And the perfect harmony that was.

Then things happened,
Complications heightened,
I did not want to believe it.
To me, 
A rose coloured glass existed between us,
The stain just grew darker,
Until the glass became opaque,
I could not see through you,
You changed.
It became different.
I had to go.

That was memories ago,
Those memories are still etched in my mind,
Flooding my thoughts from time to time.
I remember the flames,
The ashes too,
All the wonderful and broken feelings,
And the way people thought of you when they saw me.
It pains me at times,
But maybe we were star crossed,
Just meant to have a part of each other,
But never each other.
It is  insane how much I remember about you,
It is just sane for me that you remain there,
A memory to remember,
A lesson to remember.

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