pretty memories

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now alll that i have left is the pretty memories of death 

I remeber being young, the sound of licking lollipops, with a sweet sugary colourful toung, I remeber being young.

i Remeber the smell of your after shave, the smell of you're colonge, the smell of you're perfume, the sweet smell that lingured on for ages, even after you were gone.

I remeber the midnight snacks, the midnight chats, the midnight, the late night phone calls, that could last for hours on end, and we would never ever get bored.

  I remeber you were always beside me, holding my hand, guinding me through, never in front, never behind, but always beside.

I remeber wanting to spend, every minitue, of every waking day with you, every sun rise to sunset, every dawn to dusk, every chance that i could get.

I remeber all the holidays and speacial occasions that we shared, all the car rides, the bus rides, the train rides, the plane flights, all the fun filled trips that we have shared, not wanting them to come to an end. 

i Remeber the way i loved you, the way you loved me too, and even though you have gone, our love is too strong, it will carry on. 

I remeber our childhood memories, that will slowly, and simply fade away one day.

Those childhood memories truned into pretty memeories.

Now you are gone.

Now all i have left.

Are pretty memories that resemble death.

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 04, 2014 ⏰

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