Memories

Memories are links to the past.
They remind us
Of what once was
Or what still might be.

The day you realized
You loved someone,
And without warning
They tore out your heart

The years past
You were on top of the world.
The next few
Had you spiraling down.

The day you were told
That you were apart of
Something bigger,
Something important.

The day when you thought
You didn’t have
To stand in,
But to stand out.


The day you were
Nervous and anxious,
Only to find out
You didn’t have to be.

The days you knew
You were great at something
And then went
And did something about it.

The day you find out
Maybe you don’t know
Who someone is
Until they tell you who they are.




The day you didn’t know
You would lose the one person
You spent 9 months inside of,
The person you connected to the most.

Memories lead you
To other places,
To fantasies,
To nightmares.

Then you come back,
Back to reality.
Where nothing can be repeated
Or replaced.