Memories come into my mind,
They're like dreams of a previous life.
In the walls I see them every day,
I still hope that I could live them again.
As of it has been yesterday I never forget,
Moments that made me realize who I am today.
I feel guilty knowing that,
Those memories have to stay in the past.
They're like leaves falling off the trees,
Like the paper that flows in the breeze.
Maybe in another dimension,
Or another occasion,
But I know that they would always be there to be my salvation.
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My sleepless nights
PoetryMy nights since I came here have been unbearable; with the memory of our love in my mind, I can barely breath, knowing that you're not by my side. I'm scared about the distance, because I will miss you more than anything else. You became my inspirat...
