Hey guys.for those of you who are confused by this poem, it's about a collection of memories (some true, some fictional) of someone.it could be anyone.it's basically about time running out and memories blazing in your mind and all that jazz

I'm still in LOVE with that last stanza :D
..and the penguins adds a nice aloof sillyness to the crush-ing feel of this

i'm going to be nitpicky, though, and say - if you're willing to use commas, won't you consider a few periods here and there to separate your thoughts?

awesome piece, though. lemme guess. all it got was a "good job" from mr.fitz? tsk tsk...that man needs an intervention