Can a song sung ever be un-sung?

Or will my heart always be humming at the sound of the familiar rhythm?

Can music played ever be un-played?

Or will my ears always keep listening to the same notes of music?

Can words spoken ever be un-spoken?

Or will my mouth always keep whispering the same words with every thought?

Can a moment seized ever be un-seized?

Or will my mind always be taken back in time with the slightest flash of memory?

Can an experience lived ever be un-lived?

Or will my soul always keep reliving the feeling again and again?