What We Had Was a Beautiful Tapestry.

Don't I know you?

We measured the time with hands entwined, counting the moments that left us in a haze.
Alone...
You left me.
But of course I forgive you. I've seen how you live. You have fears and needs to appease. But we helped each other. We banished those fears. We filled those needs. And like a phoenix, we rose from the ashes of your former life. We picked up the pieces, rose up towards the sun, with ambitions and dreams wrapped around us like brightly coloured ribbons.
But the ghosts in the attic, they never quite leave.

I could have sworn I know you.
It's a distance that's filled with the greatest of ease. The distance between our fingers. We fit into each other like puzzle pieces, with your hand in mine.

With each passing day, the history we made drew us tighter and tighter together, confirming our belief that some sort of miracle brought us together in this celestial waltz. Rising up towards the sky, dancing through time and space. Through the colours of the seasons. Through the brightly coloured ribbons.

But somehow, this time spent together was ephemeral. The petals of time slowly unfolded, revealing what the fates had planned for us. Whether we liked it or not, we accepted it as part of Time's decree.

So we just held on fast while the moments we had faded away into the caverns of our minds. And all of the memories we had eroded to dust. All of the time and space between us grew into a huge chasm.

We learn to accept the past as lessons that were painstakingly and exquisitely crafted. As thread that we use to spin the stories of our lives. The tales of the love and hate, the happiness and sorrow, captured in thin lines. Brightly coloured lines. Forever immortalized in a tapestry to hang on our walls.
Because we don't realize how much faith we have in our lives unless our prizes have been somehow elusive.

Yes, I thought I knew you from somewhere...