if we had the chance to do it all again..tell me would we..could we?

I can’t remember why I loved you. Can’t feel the way it must have felt. So much has happened the taste is soured, the half- remembered song has lost it’s melody, the touch is like a knife and the look is all reproach and sadness. We try to pick up our memories like they are babies and hold them in our arms. We kiss them and gently put them down so as not to disturb their slumber. But no peaceful sleep for our past times just another night of tossing and turning over the rights and mostly wrongs of two people who loved too much too long........