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 mind
Faded memories, of another place and time
We were happy as can be, you were loving me and
Now 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)