On days which are bleak and dull,
When all you can feel,
Is being numb..
I close my eyes,
Delve deep in my heart,
And go romance my memories.
Feel the flutter of the hearts,
As I felt the first rush of falling in love,
And the butterflies, when finally, we kissed.
The sadness, of losing the ones you love,
And the euphoria of the childhood dreams,
Dreamt under the summer sun.
You can’t change the past they say,
Nor the future that has already been writ,
You can though, in your present, start
Making the memories that make you who you are,
They give you the strength to love,
The rage to hate,
The reason to sometimes move on,
Memories are the moments captured,
In your heart and mind,
Which can be accessed, any time,
Day or night,
For us to see, feel..
And be one,
With the ones, who we cannot be one with,
With our forgotten selves,
And the life gone by..