Memories, good or bad, are a part of everyone’s life and no matter how old they are at one point or another they come back to pay us a visit…good ones bring a smile on our face while sad ones leave us thinking…
what do we call a sound that ends with a SIGH
what do we call a feeling that makes us cry
It could be a long held pain, trying to rise
As every memory stays, untill a human dies
We can live in denial or pretend to forgive and forget
But humans are humans,at some point we surely regret
Oh what can be done,maybe a confrontation
not with others, but our own heart’s and mind’s realization
Truth may sting and might be too bitter
but still better than pain, we keep inside like quitters
Even then comes a season when we start to think
oh why do we sigh and why do we cry
Because humans we are, and memories we have, don’t easily die!
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