Thinking about things in the past
thinking about all the things we thought would last.
Things that dont mean what they should, things and thoughts that we always could.
Dreams that we though would always come true. When in the end they never do.
The dreams of childhood that we strive to believe and try to make a reality, but soon they leave.
The love of a lifetime or so we believe, when in truth is revealed they always leave.
Thinking about the things in the past, about all the things that we thought would last.
The love of a child that we bore, but when they grow up they choose to ignore.
They say that ignorance is bliss, but we find out that its either hit or miss.
Hoping and praying for that dream far far away, Waiting for that day to come your way.
Think about the past, and hold those thoughts and feelings close to your chest.
For one day When you least expect. those things can be ripped from you to your regreat.
Then your left of the memory of what you thought was the past, and sometimes those memories they never last.
written about a year ago