I see my family and look back at all the memories
i love them very dearly with all my beating heart
I miss how they used to smile, laugh and play with me
it would bring me so much joy to see them happy with me
i love those memories with me and my family, i truly do
but those good happy little memories don't last forever
but it's okay though, i will still love and miss those memories
when i got older, i learned something very viable that day
that sometimes it's really alright to cry, and be upset
that you have to let go of your past, those bad thoughts too
you will soon have to let go of all of those good memories too
but i will deeply miss those good memories about my family
how my father used to hold my hand, that he will always love me
but i hope that someday they will say that they love me too.