The Memories

by Rina   Apr 23, 2007


Everyday
I try to concentrate
I try to enjoy every bit of the little things that happen around me
the smell of warm coffee in the kitchen
the beautiful morning sunshine
the long train rides to school
the little jokes people crack during classes

but sometimes
i just stop to look up the sky
or pause to take a look out the window
and i see you
and all the memories flood back into my mind
it's your eyes
it's your smile
it's your warmth

it's the memories
that i can't help missing

since you're gone
a big part of me just fell out
and now it formed a hollow hole in my heart

oh, it's the memories that's doing this to me

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