A Space In Time Poem by 107 tshepzen

Our paths come to cross,
At the cross roads we meet,
Spend as much time as we can,
Memories we make,
As we decide which road to take,
There begins our quarrel,
There we know separate routes to take.

As I resume the journey,
You still occupy my mind,
Memories I can't erase,
How good things never last,

You were the best thing,
That has ever happened to me,
Hence I carry you in my spirit,
Hence I always go back to,
That special space in time