Memories

I have remorse
I have shame
I remember my first kiss
In the pouring rain
Fancy a cup of tea?
A man says to me
Me and my girlfriend laugh
Then wander off
You mean the world
To me
It’s funny that at those moments
We cannot imagine a future
Using any other components
Than those in existence
And presently known
As all too quickly
New life erupts
The grinding of the crust
And into a new world
We are drawn
An image still
But the light moving quick
And not a future exists
Than the one that persists
Giving rise to the memories
Of the years I missed