Revisiting memories leaves them wearing thin.
Keepsakes from the past lose their heat.
The moments live on in a fading heartbeat.
A weak pulse loses strength in this quiet din.
Honesty fades in a forced grin.
Averted eyes promise never to meet.
Friendships live to die, fated to fleet.
Empty rest the hearts I search for them in.

‘Tis a sorrowful bliss to know;
Where it does come and yet lives to part.
These dying embers cannot help but to glow,
Cast in the glimmer rose-tinted glasses impart.
Youthful innocence lies cold in the snow
Where beauty once imitated art.