A SYMPHONY BEYOND YEARS

The ancient melody reverberates through the veins of time, a fragile testament to a lost era. Intertwining notes of sorrow, it whispers to the soul, a shared language understood by all who listen. Each chord is a bridge across time's river, connecting us to our forebears and the hopes of generations past. Maybe the melody tells a tale of loss,

The scent of rain carried on the breeze, bringing with it memories I'd tried so hard to bury. A familiar song drifted from a nearby cafe, its melody triggering a cascade of thoughts – fragments of laughter, shared dreams, and lingering touches. It felt like yesterday we were walking hand in together, oblivious to the world outside our own realm.