Do you remember this?
This door has been here all these time.
We passed through, not quite remembering when and why.
A place in common, so mundane and bland,
Yet, there it stood, still as dull and creaky as I recall.
I wonder if you realize, that there was once a time we would pass,
Through the same place in the past,
Our souls intertwined in different lives, but I wonder if you realize.
This door is tiny in a space so vast, I just hope that our memory can last,
Even in the future you forget me must.
So, do remember this,
This memory the size of a dime,
Of us passing through time without saying hi, and without a promise of goodbye.
