Strangers again

We walk down together on this path,

We shared our happiness, adrenaline, drama, moments, smiles and laughter.

Then comes separation, anger, jealousy, stalking and regrets.

We try to hold on, but the feeling just became awkward.

Soon we lose contact, and you are just another one of my memories.

I kept the belongings that escape the fire, that was kept elsewhere.

The notes from chocolates dedications, flowers dedications, printed photos, posters, jacket and perfumes.

And even a book, a blue log book and a black album in making that was never complete.

In those remnants our memories are held,

A person I once knew,

Alas, a stranger now.