When u love a memory, it becomes stronger and stranger. The type of time travel considered dangerous. Your mind creates this movement, at first its hopeful and accepting. You reminisce, falling inlove again. Comfortable as the time you were living it. Unknowing, that you've become obsessed with the idea it can only be visited. Opening my eyes I've tucked it safely in the folds of my mind. Returning to you, all too soon.
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