Forever stretches like infinite days,
Even as we strive to forget.
Memories linger, astute and resolute,
A mirror reflecting the smallest triggers.
Little things awaken buried feelings,
Pulling us back to what we thought was gone.

Time, so beautiful yet cruel,
When it strikes the heart,
Pain engulfs body and soul,
Settling into holes we thought were mended.
Each scar whispers of a battle survived,
Each tear, a story left hidden.
Forever stretches like infinite days
So, too, does the street that made me remember.

Its roads echo with cries long past,
Its walls,...