Memories calling to us,
like echoes down the hallways,
traipsing through the rough-hewn
corridors of shallow minds.
Tainted now forever more,
by the sting of betrayal.
Bitter sweet the taste,
of the joy and sorrow shared.
Now that the time has come
to put away the toys of the past,
we cling desperately to,
what’s no longer within our grasp.