Past

You were the first two drags of cigarette
After a long day
The first sip of coffee in a tiring morning
A warm blanket, always wrapped in your warmth

Present

A fleeting memory
A shipwreck a thousand feet below the sea
A name that won't be uttered

Future

A few pictures kept in a box under the bed that you find on a day you like to tidy up
An old and unknown melody played in a beat up guitar, bringing comfort
A well-loved book touched again to tell you your favorite tales