In life, it seems like all we do is move forward, as we cannot back, because the past is gone, into our stacks full of memories where they belong.
Life is full of opportunities for memories to be made, Everyday we walk, read, write, hang out peacefully together and talk, so unaware these moments are beginning to take the invisible form of memories, which will become the past as soon as the day fades away and turns into yesterday.
For the rest of my days I will hold on to these memories tight, I will think of them both day and night, because to let them go wouldn't feel right. I will hold on to both the good memories and the bad, because all the memories have become part of who I am.
May 1, 2016
May 1, 2016 at 4:36 PM UTC
In life, it seems like all we do is move forward, as we cannot back, because the past is gone, into our stacks full of memories where they belong.
Life is full of opportunities for memories to be made, Everyday we walk, read, write, hang out peacefully together and talk, so unaware these moments are beginning to take the invisible form of memories, which will become the past as soon as the day fades away and turns into yesterday.
For the rest of my days I will hold on to these memories tight, I will think of them both day and night, because to let them go wouldn't feel right. I will hold on to both the good memories and the bad, because all the memories have become part of who I am.
