Memories delude me.
Some stay, will remain till I’m dead.
Some vanish, wisps of mist in my head.
I remember my first kiss,
My arms entwined with his;
The taste of vodka on my lips,
My tummy doing nervous flips.
But what would he remember?
Tipsy, free and stoned out of his mind,
Maybe with the first girl he could find?
Memories are selective.
Shadowy and elusive.
Memories are all we have.
Of people lost and people gone,
Each day new memories born.
25th August, 2004.
A day different in each of our lives.
The day I lost the man I love,
The day even gods cried from up above.
Some rejoiced; a foe they had lost,
For some, he went at a great cost.
See them memories…
You try to remember some, try to forget some.
Some will make you laugh till you cry,
Some you can’t forget even if you try.
Memories are all I have.