Tilly tells me tales br of herself br so long ago br br (down to the incrediblest littlest detail) br br I amazed br she can do so. br br “How can you remember that? ” br I asked...shocked. br br “Oh, I remember br many remembers br br they just walk br into my head br br & tell the story br all over again. br br I just listen-ed br & tell what the story br tell-ed me br br even if it is br many many remembers ago! ” br br Years later br when she has grown br br so far away br from here br br her hand br fallen from mine br br a Goth Punk br Princess br br now only br men on her mind br br she doesn’t remember br any of the remembers br br remembered then. br br But I remember them br for her br br she too busy br remembering the Future br br & the kisses br it will bring.