Forever what it is.
Canned pineapples filled with preservatives will expire, mung bean soup hidden in the refrigerator will go bad, and love that was once fresh and delicious may also die. Perhaps only the young man standing at the end of the memory wearing bright clothes and angry horses, who has not said that I love you for ten years, can make youth reach its eternal station.
Never been able to hold her in my arms.
So never lose.