Time comes and goes.
Busy by life.
Happiness, sadness, anger.
Memories...
Some good some bad.
All memories I'm somewhat glad
I had.
Keep going.
People I miss.
People  I have kissed.  
Rarely I get to see you all.
But.  
When I feel I will fall
I stop to remember all of y'all.
With every truth and all certainty.
I have every bit of love.
And I feel unity