Times of Yore

Life is more like a book Its chapter never closes How do I bury my times of yore? Each corner I turn Each route and avenue I take There are my times of yore Right in my way Malls and shopping complexes Brings back all the memories The good times we had. Our favourite restaurants There waiter that served us there very first time The sport we picked on our very first date Excavate my yore The first smile The first hug The first stroll Our sing along song My music collection Her favourite T.V show Brings back memories of us together I am sick of my past My time of yore always catches up with me How do I close her chapter in my life? I crushed her heart into pieces Her innocent heart is haunting me I carry the burden of dishonesty The weight of being deceitful is intense I was inconsiderate