clarity comes in waves, you weren't searching for,
like pieces of shipwreck, floating to the surface, 
flooding the face, with forgotten memories
recounting treasures, once lost at sea.

Treasured Memories

They unintentionally told me tonight
That they're proud of me
But I don't cry in front of them
So I have to wait to cry happy tears
Until they fall asleep.

proud

The nascence of your&nbsp;&nbsp;happinesses 
Essence&nbsp;&nbsp;in your tone .. 
Is a pinch of euphoria.
lits up me like a drug...
Possess in an obscure ambiance..
Real reel in a memory flim..
Dose of drug to doze off ....