Isn't it wierd?
How some people just become memories.
Whome we used to love or hate, they were a part
Of me, my life.
Somehow in a instant,
Everything changed.
Now thyre my memories
Better said bitter sweet memories.
It breaks my heart
To think about the old days,
but as they say, everything happens for a reason.
I guess that was goodbye
I guess I have to move forward
I guess I have to accept change.
I'll try my best
To cherish my memories
And make new ones.
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lifeless years
PoetryI love seeing stars and and the night sky, it's full of hope and calmness, it's beauty I can't express in words. Here I present some of my writings ( as in poems and notes) about myself and life...how I feel It's my first time and my vocab sucks so...
