Memories

Together we sang our songs, together we wrote our stories, but today it’s merely stashed away under the label- “Memories.”
So now, I simply flip through those pages, tenderly thinking of the past, remembering who we used to be sitting in the class.

Long conversations and just laughing ’til we couldn’t breathe, it grips me taking the hold of my entire being, as my heart starts to seethe.
Cause it’s like a reminder of the happiness I once owned, and of the love that’ll always remain, of the people I no longer have and shall never come across again.

“Random Memories”- a reminiscent word said here, a familiar melody heard there But bursts of them giggles and laughter catch me off-guard tighter.
So I learnt to settle for passing through such moments, by walking through the doors, only allowing my heart to flicker and flutter, a little and some more.

A strange feeling fills my chest whenever I visit this place, cause I miss not only the people I love, but moreover the person I was at that time and space.
And since it will never be the same, so I cling to the memory, to the people I’ll always frame, afraid to let it fade, to let it become a ghost, for anything I ever valued became everything I lost.

They gave me years, there could have been more. The spring cried, tore the winter snow!