Written by Illia Solano
We create our memories
From start to end,
What will become of them.
The time our eyes opened
We viewed the world .
Some had a story of greatness and freedom
Others, one of uncertainty and suppression.
Life wasn’t easy.
One trapped going slightly mad,
The other mad with that simple life.
Both destined for certain paths.
One escaping their known home,
While the other seeked without fault.
Restless for a connection
They knew not of each other.
One was cursed from their love.
Traveling but to no avail
Comes home to watch and stare.
The other found a new home.
A home unlike the other,
One of adventures and magic.
A true home.
Both their memories were kept
Until they met.
Eyes gazing on one another.
One saw danger, the other wonder.
But truly they knew,
Their paths weren’t another.
They were one and the same.
The glass showed the arrow point.
Even at the time they knew not each other
They held those memories close by.
No one can deny their shared path,
One can only embrace and remember that.