She held his hand and it felt a lot like love,
Like she traveled across time and found something she had lost.
Those feelings can be drowned and choked,
But they are never lost.
Fingers intertwined like tangled vines,
The same touch, the same voice, the same feeling.
Alas, it was nothing but a shadow of her past,
It was wrong yet it felt so right.
It’s only the memories that she loves,
Even when he’s gone they stay with her.
She wished she could stay forever in his arms,
Yet she let him go only to hold on harder to their memories.