Here I've been told that every time you remember a memory, part of it disappears. Then one day, it will be completely gone.
There's one memory I can't stop thinking of...
Us, walking along a beach.. Your sweet words, and the way you looked at me.
It's almost gone. I've played it over too many times. Once it's gone, I'm unsure what I'll do. That memory is what brings a smile to my face..
Who know? Maybe I will fade too.
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Everyday Thoughts. Collection of writings and poems.
AléatoireThis is a compilation of stories too short to be their own, and free verse poems. I write each part while inspired by my current emotion, or something that may have recently happened. So know that all of these come from my heart, or my over active i...
