Opened the keepsake of your memories this evening.
The red rose you gave me has lost its colour and meaning.
People change, feelings change, colours fade,
What doesn’t change are memories.
They stay lull and still,
So many unanswered questions that they drill.
What we had within us is lost and gone forever,
The red colour of our love that you promised will stay as bright as ever.
– Fatima Ali