Saturday, September 19, 2009 @10:11 PM
As a distant dream,
One that cannot be relived.
One that cannot be revived.
One that cannot be recollected.
And as memories slip away detail by detail, we see no purpose in remembering.
Hence to my past I say: so long.
Goodbye, for that day was the last day I smiled for real.
Farewell, for we walk through time, regardless of our attachments.
Godspeed, lest the same damage is met.
And look forth, for with our past, we create new memories. We carve new symbols, we walk new paths, we face new regrets. Every step we take; we change things forever. There's no turning back.
Hence to tomorrow I say: welcome.
For I can never live this life again.