Past is past
Past is past
Would I be selfish if I said that I do not want time to heal some memories?

I do not want you to come back, but I do want you to remember some memories about me.  When we meet on the street by accident, I want to remind you, "This guy I once dated."  Hmmm, maybe this is too much for me.

The promises we made while holding hands tightly.  The brown eyes that made my heart skip a beat.  You may want to forget the love tweets that you used to get from the past.

I wonder that you would ever forget me, if you were married to a girl who your mother loves and had a happy life with your children.

There was a lot of unforgettable past among us.  Some are bright;  It's heartbreaking.  Some are in pain.
But the past is the past.

TBC...
© Banana Pudding ,
книга «You and Me».
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