I was trying
To think of
The words
To convey
To explain
The reason
Why good
Loving
Fades
When up
From chance
A memory dawn
Of her and I
Before we
Went wrong
And there it was
Love's mysterious maze
If we would
Simply turn back
We could surely replay
The love we felt
In our former days
...
Traveler Tim
Can true love really ever die?
Of course, over and over
If you let it.