Memories
I don't like the memories. I don't like
going back to those happier days
because it makes my heart ache,
and the tears come far too easily.
But once again I break the promise
to myself just for a little while.
It's a constant battle.
a war between remembering
and forgetting.
It's hard, isn't it? So many wonderful
memories and sometimes you just want
to stop and let them rush over you,
thinking they will bring you joy.
And they do for a minute or two.
You get so caught up in the moment,
and then the inevitable happens.
You went too far and you begin missing
them longing to be with them again.
Your heart breaks and the tears flow
and you promise never to go there again.
But you do.
~Marty
I don't like the memories. I don't like
going back to those happier days
because it makes my heart ache,
and the tears come far too easily.
But once again I break the promise
to myself just for a little while.
It's a constant battle.
a war between remembering
and forgetting.
It's hard, isn't it? So many wonderful
memories and sometimes you just want
to stop and let them rush over you,
thinking they will bring you joy.
And they do for a minute or two.
You get so caught up in the moment,
and then the inevitable happens.
You went too far and you begin missing
them longing to be with them again.
Your heart breaks and the tears flow
and you promise never to go there again.
But you do.
~Marty
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