Memory

Memory

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It wasn’t your past or your future either.

The glimpse of yesterday, memories of today

Coz the past may fade the future may change.

But today’s memoirs will always be at its best.

You can’t see the beauty of everything.

Unless the wind leads you to nowhere but darkness

You can’t feel the essence of true great love.

Unless it’ll wither and forever be gone

Sometimes you tend to waste time thinking.

Instead of showing what love truly means.

Only to realized chances may come too late.

Crying deeds undone and uttering words unsaid.

As seasons change, chances fade and blow.

For every time you may have something to hold.

Coz for every dying heart, before the soaring soul.

Memories will always go back to flow.

I guess this was just the unfair law of humanity.

Least are loved, most are fooled, chances are unfree.

Coz we can only value the essence of eternity,

When it was already a part of our memory.