REMEMBERING

how memories mean different things to different people

I felt you in a dream last night. Memories clouded my head and I awoke with lonliness still lingering in the airl
I saw you in a picture this week, suddenly I'm drowning in your misery....Your eye speak in silence as you try to conceal.
I thought I heard your voice last week. I soon understood-it was just a small reminder of your absence, and to dig a little deeper at my wounds.
I saw your face on everyone today, but no one felt the same. Seeing you through my love-blinded eyes, remembering always make me forget...