Memories

• Posted by: Haidy Zakaria
• Created: September 9, 2014
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Beautiful, isn’t it

The way memories trickle down
From the back of ur head
To ur ears
ur tongue
To ur throat
&leave bitterness
After the sweet
Beautiful
The triggers hidden in songs
Images
Scents
The rush, the pull, to another time
The slideshow of incomplete truths
Beautiful
The way smiles creep up on your face
Then twist hearts as they evaporate into frowns
And shocked expressions of
What ifs
Beautiful
The creative ways
They find to surface
In meetings
Gatherings
On top of a great rock in the sea
Beside a lake you once circled
Isnt it, painfully beautiful
How memories
Latch themselves on your back
Whispering sweet nothings in your ear
Until you hear nothing else
And crumble
Knowing
They were only
Memories?

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