Memories - Broken Promises (Poetry)

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You could say they are just memories, dead moments, I do not deny it, they are just images that time hides, they don't have a life of their own but you gave them one, one opportunity to be part of your story, and your memories are part of your mind something inert. Your memory after so many things is still strong recalling those intense moments of your life, your first kiss, your first prohibited experience, your first touch, your first dog, first friend, your first girlfriend who later became your enemy, witness of your firsts experiences in life. You started to stumble and fall then learn how to get up, with the help of mom and dad how are there from the first second you opend your eyes to the world and have never doubted you, but the years go by  and you start to forget things, although there are things you never forget, like the smell of roses. Moments from the past fade gradually because there are always bad memories that sometimes do hit bottom, so deep that make you think, rethink, memories that try to eat your head in a sea that you want to drown. Remember your first anger issue? Your first punishment? I know there are promises you've swore to do and never accomplished, remember your first failure, the first time you messed up, your beginning, your first love letter is still well guarded. I know you remember the first time you made love, then everything cast down and you still remember the pain. The bitterness in you, your broken feelings, then the pain when noticing she was with you but only in pictures. Remember those silly arguments, when you cried for everything and anything, you also remember the typical fights with your sister, friends from school who left without saying anything.

The fade away, where will all our memories go? I guess there will be a place where they stay and will remain there forever, because some things are not forgotten or until death. 

Broken promises, promises that you tried to accomplish, you did everything for her to be happy, but jeaousy embittered you and it was always the same thing, arguing, crying and feeling awful, and it was then when her promises were good for nothing, after each puff she left a life behind, a life that you wanted but she wanted to forget, in a drastic way you wanted to start allover, I know it's hard, your heart had  stopped beating because of someone that you loved but still remains within you, you keep on messing up each day thinking about this, thinking in that “maybe” that may have never existed, and you cry alone, sometimes you feel great anguish within, you want another chance even though you know you don't deserve it. You can't sleep, she stole your life, and you still think about her but your bed is still missing someone, shame on you for trusting the wrong person, a “friend" bailed on you, jaja guess who? And based on failures you became a suspicious person. But you still believe in her even though she has forgotten you, in the memory of her heart you still remain, from a distance I  can see you crying in you fantasy, like a child, like a newborn baby, memories are only things of a lost past. In our present there is nothing else than to live day by day, just move forward.

Like the broken promises you tried to accomplish, but failed as usual and you tried to correct it. The intention was good, you put all effort into it although this may not be appreciated now, they will appreciate it sooner or later. Promises that leave empty spaces somewhere in someone, and never will be the same. Se van...

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 26, 2012 ⏰

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