Memories fade
As years pass by
They are but a shade
Of a time that was
Of a time that isn't coming back
I wish they would stay
Forever, crystal clear
So I can live the good times
Over and over again
Though, I should be thankful
For I have painful times
And I'd rather not brood
Yet, when memories fade
So does your face
Your eyes, your smile
Oh! That infectious laugh
The jokes, the teasing
Eyes meeting
The late night talks
And maybe, just maybe
Pouring my heart out
Staying up late
Sometimes crying,
Sometimes laughing
It doesn't make sense anymore
One day, I realise
They are all gone
The things that made my day
All reduced to my past
I have a hard time believing
They were real
That this really happened
That it wasn't just a dream
But it all just feels out of reach
Too far, and I feel lost
Without the things that grounded me
Made me wake up and smile
And simply dragged my arse out of bed
Even early, when I'd rather sleep
On odd days that were too few
Odd days that are all gone now
Before, you were just a dream
I dreamt of day and night
Then, you were my reality
But it still felt like a dream
Too good to be ever true
I should have cherished you more
But I never realised it
When it stopped being a dream
And became what I lived for
Too late, it was too late
And then, you were just a memory
A really, really precious memory
I wish it wasn't a box full of memories
That I have, but you, in flesh and blood
Clothed in layers upon layers of sarcasm
As imperfect as you always are
Who knew, that the things
That annoyed me the most
Would be the things I really miss
But memories tend to fade...
As years pass
As memories fade
People can't help but change
Yet some things remain the same
Like I still love you
Even after all these years
I still can't seem to stop
I think I am a stubborn bitch
I just want to know you,
Better than I know myself
I just want to be there for you,
Always, just always
It won't seem as long as it is
Time flies by, when I'm with you
Now is better than just memories
I promise I'll try to behave
Just hurry back
I'll be waiting
Forever, if I must.
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A Piece Of My Heart: Poetry and More
PoetryFalling in love is a process. So is falling out of it. This collection of mine has been written slowly over the years. It contains not only poems, but little tidbits, snippets from my diary, musings, and philosophies of what love is and of how love...
