Memories…
Losing out slowly.
One by one.
At each place, we leave a part of ourselves.
Memories…
Linked with things we had,
Places we had been to,
People we met,
Stupid things we did.
Memories…
Flow back again when accidentally we bump into the familiar things we once had,
Making new memories.
Memories…
Never to come again.
With each place we leave, we leave a part of ourselves.

~KMnO4

Advertisements