Bitter, The Memories

I still remember a conversation I had;
many lifetimes, far in the past;
and others, too; both happy and sad;
of a future we both thought would last.

We seemed the Master’s perfect pair;
a blend of endless devotions;
we didn’t count on reality’s despair;
and its devastating emotions.

Oh so many memories we have;
many filled with a bitter regret;
nothing acts as a memory salve;
enabling us all to forget.

Some joyful memories just seem to last;
they’re the most toxic memories of all;
for we are aware they’re now in the past;
and are the saddest for us to recall.

How can two people so close at first;
be driven so far apart to live?
it was almost though it all was rehearsed;
to teach each of us how to forgive.

It seemed to me, He planned it this way;
for He’s the Master of each twist and turn;
I can almost hear Him whisper and say:
“This, my children, is how you will learn.”