The Way We Were

 

I will remember us as we were, before time removed our energy and made us hurt doing simple things.  I’ll remember how we looked and the ideas we followed to the silly conclusions we didn’t see coming.

I will enjoy a piece of Manchego cheese and a little Chianti.  I will recall our time together for as long as my memory holds.

The Sun will warm me, and I’ll smile.  Most of those around me will believe I have mentally left the building, though I haven’t.  We’re still playing.