Memories

Memories

those are thousands abound

The ones

that will always be around

Remembrance

I have in abundance

What difference does it make?

When everything is at stake.

Oh! You are back!

Is it the same

or has everything changed?

Inexplicable, it is

Is it fantasy

or my surreal bliss?

Your eyes

Your smile

and your beautiful lies

Speak in volumes.

One more chance

or again am I

in a false pretence?

Memories

Those take me back

from where we started

Now

They have me surprised

and startled.