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Just Di
Sunday, January 1
Memories
Sometimes we hold onto things for way too long.
We dig in and keep on, keeping on...
Memories are the hardest to part.
You can wake up everyday, up and out...
But sometimes...
sometimes... memories stay.
Who knows for how long.
A year... two...
They never really go away.
Love doesn't just fade on the wind of
change.
It lingers, swirling slightly at your feet.
Music... words...
Love takes up whole slots of your life.
Images surrounded a birthdate, a date, a time...
Places you've been, things you've done.
Memories are like photographs in the back
of that file folder.
Sometimes...
It's sitting at a poker table....
It's a truck with a lift kit and a front bar...
It's tow trucks on the highway...
These things don't just disappear...
they fade and surprise you when you
don't expect it.
Good and bad.
Memories.
In the beginning its like watching the clock,
now it's like a train passing by.
Sometimes...
It's the smell of certain colognes...
It's seeing a concert in the front row...
it's songs on an iPod...
It's donuts in a parking lot...
Memories.
The things in you soul, when you close your
eyes.
It's remembering the good, and
trying to forget the bad.
Love lingers even when you try so hard
to forget.
Memories.
We dig in and keep on, keeping on...
Memories are the hardest to part.
You can wake up everyday, up and out...
But sometimes...
sometimes... memories stay.
Who knows for how long.
A year... two...
They never really go away.
Love doesn't just fade on the wind of
change.
It lingers, swirling slightly at your feet.
Music... words...
Love takes up whole slots of your life.
Images surrounded a birthdate, a date, a time...
Places you've been, things you've done.
Memories are like photographs in the back
of that file folder.
Sometimes...
It's sitting at a poker table....
It's a truck with a lift kit and a front bar...
It's tow trucks on the highway...
These things don't just disappear...
they fade and surprise you when you
don't expect it.
Good and bad.
Memories.
In the beginning its like watching the clock,
now it's like a train passing by.
Sometimes...
It's the smell of certain colognes...
It's seeing a concert in the front row...
it's songs on an iPod...
It's donuts in a parking lot...
Memories.
The things in you soul, when you close your
eyes.
It's remembering the good, and
trying to forget the bad.
Love lingers even when you try so hard
to forget.
Memories.
