I am starting to run out of happy memories. Each time I think back it hurts inside. Back then I was happy, but when you realize that it was all an illusion created by your own mind it is hard to find that happy feeling again. It is gone, along with the people who helped create it. Somehow it always ends up like this...
I want new memories... genuine memories... Memories of a spring when laughter rang in the air and smiles were abundant.
I want something that I can look back on and smile, really smile... even though times are bad.
So please, let this spring be a nice one....
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