A day that won't be erased. One that I will always carry with me, alone.
Should it be buried because it's belongs in the past? No, because that would be cheating myself.
On my way back to that day, I had to relive what was.
It wasn't my intention to; my goal was that day, not any of the others.
Even so, buried emotions, promises, potential, and sacrifices resurfaced along the way.
Endless passings.
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