Poetry, Writing (ENG)

Poetry | Some days

Stoke Park, Guildford, 14/03/20

Some days seem to count more than others.
They bring with them memories that linger,
a moment in time we’ll never get back
but look back on with self-inflicted nostalgia,
as we capture a fleeting second of the occasion
to pretend it’ll always last.
Sadly, no image of the past,
however treasured they are,
is enough to fool my heart
into thinking I didn’t leave a piece of it
at the top of that hill.

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