Unwritten chapters

There are still blank pages
in the book that is my life,
pages to fill with memories.
But when I read
chapters previous
I see things so marvellous,
all the memories of you and me
how we used to be,
how we are now,
messaging you from america,
our first time,
so sweet and tender,
a memory I will
truly treasure.
I know not too long ago
you and I thought
the book was closed
on us,
but realisation
has led me to feel
that you will feature
very strongly in
the unwritten chapters.