Lost beneath the trees.
Their branches seem to spell your name
over and over again.
My heart skipped a beat
because sometimes I still miss you.
The leaves whisper in the wind.
They tell me of a beautiful memory.
How we once were sitting in the parc.
Just you and me.
Everything had seemed to vanish,
and the world just ceased to be.
Such an innocent moment
lost somewhere on the edge of time.
And I can't help but wonder,
if you cherish your memories
like I hold on to mine.
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