Life

Was looking at yearbook from junior highschool. Was reading through the comments my friends and classmates wrote. Felt like crying 'cause it was such a wonderful feeling. :p lolol

Life,

Is like a faded memory,

A dream you think about over and over,

When you can hear the laughs 

and see the thrills 

of the old days, 

feel the joy, remember the smiles 

and the faces, 

the success 

that 

overflowed.

Then 

there 

is the longing, the desire 

to creep back 

into the warm arms 

of the dream, to live

the life of love,

You once had.

To reach out to all 

and feel 

their familiar embraces, 

and 

never again, 

depart.

Author's Note

Was looking at yearbook from junior highschool. Was reading through the comments my friends and classmates wrote. Felt like crying 'cause it was such a wonderful feeling. :p lolol

Reviews

[sithlordjp]

you beautifully captured a moment in time! Yes, that feeling, so close that we can almost touch it, and yet, already distant. Well done!

[Tazz S.H.]

Thank you so much. Thank you for reading my pieces. One of the few people who inspire me to keep writing!

[sithlordjp]

you are quite welcome! I enjoy reading your work!