Category : Poems

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I miss the memories I felt good about. 
 I was happy and I didn't recognize
 That good time...

 I was free, I smiled often.
 I thought I could always keep that feeling,
 But even happiness leaves deep wounds
 And scars. 

I miss the sun, wearing my favorite T-shirt.
I miss hearing the sound of her laughter
 Inside my smile. 

A good joke and many stories
 To share between our lips -
 Thousands of new feelings, 
Hundreds of old words.  

I miss the memories I just dreamed of, 
I was fine then. I'm sad now.
I miss the memories.