A letter to the past

Our anniversary is coming up…
But that was a lifetime ago.
Now we’re just museum exhibits,
Hanging in a gallery of the past.

Like ships that left the same port,
We’ve drifted to different oceans.
And if we ever meet by chance,
We’ll reminisce about that life over coffee.

I don’t put "House of the Rising Sun"
by The Animals on repeat anymore.
With a touch of sadness, I find myself humming
to Blackmore’s Night,
or Dido’s iconic "White Flag."

Our story belongs to the past now,
Fixed in a specific time and place.
Let’s just remember the best of it.
And wherever you are… take care of yourself.

Now we’re just museum exhibits,
Hanging in a gallery of the past.


Our story belongs to the past now

And wherever you are… take care of yourself

take care of yourself