Echos and dreams met head-on with reality collision-like eye to eye it all came flooding back the memory no longer a ghost but standing in the flesh instead of fantasy the years did nothing to quell the burning recognition of eternity iris to iris held there in time stopped with the nagging sense of reality calling back the senses reality is a *****! and sure as hell is no friend of mine! I wish I had forgotten every detail faded in time The glimmer flashed only to burn the wick tracing each memory through the years of Devine hope soldered in eachothers hearts and a myriad of almosts now sat right beside me and you and I pretended we couldnβt remember each otherβs names