Sitting on that wall I look around me.
Memories of the past jostle each other vying for my attention.
Each one taking me back to a different time.
The dark sky above looks pretty much the same as it did all those years ago.
Yet the changes life has taken are too large to go unnoticed.
Its surprising how people who once meant the world now lay in the dust forgotten.
Blowing away with the wind to places we no longer want to follow.
They leave behind just memories.
Something so simple but still have a power over our hearts.
Taking control at moments, forcing us to remember what we hoped to forget.
No eraser can wipe them away, no whitener block them out.
Their vice like grip on our heart stays on for all eternity.
Jul 8, 2014
Jul 8, 2014 at 11:23 AM UTC
Sitting on that wall I look around me.
Memories of the past jostle each other vying for my attention.
Each one taking me back to a different time.
The dark sky above looks pretty much the same as it did all those years ago.
Yet the changes life has taken are too large to go unnoticed.
Its surprising how people who once meant the world now lay in the dust forgotten.
Blowing away with the wind to places we no longer want to follow.
They leave behind just memories.
Something so simple but still have a power over our hearts.
Taking control at moments, forcing us to remember what we hoped to forget.
No eraser can wipe them away, no whitener block them out.
Their vice like grip on our heart stays on for all eternity.
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