#1850-Keyless
24/08/2022
Old love can fade,
Or evolve with time.
It’s a choice,
Often unknowingly made,
As daily life passes by.
So when it feels scratched,
Or hidden away,
Out of plain sight,
It’s no mystery,
What has transpired.
Restless old ghosts,
Blindly at play,
Behind a locked door,
Where keys don’t work.
