if i told you a secret, you won't tell a soul

after visiting the museum of broken relationships, i was tempted to leave a confession behind in the guestbook.

the specimen i present would be a particular book that i received many years ago, and this is how my abstract would go:

time may have eroded away all the memories, pain and anger that i once felt; but time will never diminish my liking for this book, because it reminds me of you, once upon a time.