Memories warm you up from the inside. But they also tear you apart. -Haruki Murakami


Memories are like camera sounds;
Click, click, it goes on and off.
At times, they are like motion pictures,
Sliding before your eyes.
Other days, they are blurry, gloomy and chilly like ice,
Capable of cutting the heart into two.
Even with the pains,
We wish we could take hold of just a piece

Memories are not suppose to fade,
Yet the sound of your voice is like a shade.
It seems a part of me made a trade
Sold your face, smell, smile, touch and voice,
The pain of it is like a blade.
Yes! Memories do last a life time,
And definitely die at times.

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