Remember This ❤️By Lauren Rose

 Long ago, 

I learned to let things go—

To loosen my grip, 

to let love flow.

Sentimental at heart, 

but I had to be wise,

For everything good 

would meet its demise.

So I became detached 

from what I couldn’t keep,

Letting go of the dreams 

that crumbled in my sleep.

I’m not one to hold onto fleeting things,

No trinkets, 

no photos, 

no borrowed rings.

But feelings carve deep into my core,

Each moment we share 

becomes something more.

It stays with me, 

though I may not cling,

For memories live in my heart not things.

In our laughter that echoes through the trees,

Gathering branches in the autumn breeze.

Playing music beneath the moonlit sky,

Howling tunes as the night drifts by.

All leave my heart full,

But never too heavy to fly.

The pictures could burn, 

the trinkets turn to dust,

But here in this body, 

you will always live in trust.

Etched in laughter, 

alive in space,

Your presence remains, 

your warmth, 

your grace.

I’ve learned to hang on 

to what’s felt inside—

The touch of your hand, 

the glance of pride.

For detached though 

I may seem from things,

It’s feelings and moments 

that make my heart sing.

These are the echoes that forever last,

Tied to the present, 

untouched by the past.

— Detached, by Lauren Rose

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