A chance meeting...
Leads to remembering...
What we tried suppressing...
All these years without succeeding.
Our chance encounter sparks a forgotten fire...
Awaken long buried desire...
Though we know the impossibility...
Of uniting you and me.
Stupid us turn to make-believing...
Sane us know its self-deceiving...
Our past memories...
Help us create future fantasies.
Good the present is sobering...
In its ways of reminding...
Telling us the past is behind...
We should keep it in mind.
Yet, our cherish dream...
Is coming true, it seem...
Both our hearts are relentless...
Loving and believing ceaseless.
Hoping for the possibility...
At last of you and me...
Just like an undying ember...
Destined to forever linger.
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