The Imprints of Youth

Recalling those younger years, that memory of, that very, first taste of love, translated…

I’d, visited that already abandoned, no longer in use old train, and it’s, as if, I’d heard the lovers whispered in front of it.

吳昭明(台北市)photo from UDN.com…

“Do you recall?  That time you’d asked me out from before, I was, a bit, shy………”  “Of course I remembered!  That blue leather seat had the imprints of our youth, written through the years in the seats.”

So, these, are the loves we will always remember, those times we’d, shared as people in love, and those, were the, younger years, when we didn’t have to, worry about that much, because we were so very young, and still able to, dream big!

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