3.16: Seeking Mnemosyne A sea of emotions is at rest
lingering behind closed emotions that will never die— my thoughts are keystrokes
After Gymnopedie 1; A ring on her finger holds her complete.
Those memories, they fall, down the river of nostalgia. Fading with every second, changing by the minute,
Limerence; The days were planned, like a night full of dreams, painted in colors, with our favorite palette.
Those were the days, days full of laughter— wide smiles, exuberant cries and happy tears. The future? Endlessly.