crème de la crème

Years later, I’ll visit that forgotten lane,
There I’ll find a heart, split in twain.
Shredded dreams lying in the path,
Will cut through my toes
and result in a scath.
Still, I’ll bend to pick them up
To recollect the good old memories.
And I’ll keep, keep the best of it,
Our best euphony to my auditories.
I’ll reconstruct those dreams,
And let the best of them shine.
I’ll collect the bits to rewrite our story,
Where our love will age
like a fine red wine.
And I’ll never share it with anyone,
To keep the best of reminiscence to myself.
Not even with you,
‘Coz I want to keep
the best of us to myself.

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