Remembering our memories is just seeing our pasts.
We think that it will be forever.
But then live to find that nothing lasts.
No promise, no love, no wedding vow can ever be for real.
Just because it all ends up passing us by, then we can only invision it in our sad minds.
Seeing old loves with their newer lusts.
Driving by our old homes and just seeing it as a house.
We could only see, what used to be, in the back of our remembering minds.
