Thursday, September 6, 2012

Living memories

No matter what you say,
from now on I'll start fading away
every day from your memory. 

You'll still remember me for a while
but later I'll become a dusty photo
in a boxed file. 

Bit by bit,
my fading image will become
a now ignored story on a diary page. 

My dreams and hopes you once incouraged
will be turned into ghosts
and will feel so strange. 

But when seeing someone
looking like me on a back street
you will remember me
and the memories of us together
will be alive again.

Alive and free!

Scrisa dupa idee Writer's Digest.

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