The wall of once was

Nameless mamuna

Seen at museum in Amsterdam. Never seen again.

Heavy rain. Umbrella received from behind, guided to tram stop. Walked away. Smelled good. Never seen again.

Modeled for 1st year class. Extra sessions offered, no response given.

Destroyed.

Abandoned.

Lived in the neighbouring building. Desserts shared. Moved, left the country.

Once intimately close, countries apart. Now living 5 streets away, hardly speaking.

Love from the first sight. Lost in substance power games.

Lost in jealousy.

Obscured by plastic surgery. Lost in vanity.