Fleeting memories
Monday, July 13, 2009
After so many years of watching my parents shoving their food to each other, i finally understood why.
I suddenly remembered how happy i was when he left his calamari for me because i wanted it..
And all these bits and pieces of us that I try to find,Are only paintings in my mindFaded memories, of another place and timeWe were happy as can be, you were loving me andNow it's just an image that I find Like the paintings in my mind..But i can't afford to go backwards now...
~(8:11 PM)