Secretcorner81

so what is a memory? its a compilation on a timeline accompanied with events either sweet or bitter, and mostly longed to. We always long for yesterday, for the past, for youth, for childhood, for our first love, first kiss, maybe first merit. Always enclosed inside a music box, we cripple things up, we clutter the memory with so many information, treasure them with details, maybe faces, mostly lovely ones! I stand there, where the memory takes me, I know I am in denial, cause i refuse to surender, i stand on bay mostly, envisioned by tomorrow .. i seek a refugee! and i wonder with my mind always will my heart find a sweet memory again! We are always battered by life, struggling to fight a stand, a place, a heart to enclose us deep, for a true person to love us with all their heart, for someone to share the rest of our lives, we are always seeking an immortal stay, even with love.. looking for eternity, when life never promises one! I seldom seek reality, cause it...