Unconditional

"before I forget"

One day will come and
we won't matter
a thing to each other
And the photos that we
have will run out of
stories to tell

But until we're lost
in oblivion—
I'm making the most out of my
trips down memory lane

The footprints we made together
are still all over the roads we
walked on
forming constellations of the
places we've been to
like we never ever left