Remember When…?

Remember the days that seemed so perfect? Remember the laughs, the sights, and the photographs? Remember what it meant to be carefree? Remember what it was like to breathe? Remember the hours of talking and saying almost nothing at all? Remember when the future seemed only bright? Remember the mystery of things not said and the all dreams that those things bred? Remember when all was black and white? Remember all the sleepless nights? Remember when it all seemed so simple, at least in retrospect? Remember when hope was more than a shimmer in the rear-view mirror? Remember when it was possible to get lost in a moment or a day and forget everything else? Remember when everything seemed so clear? Remember what it was like to be able to name the feelings inside? Remember life before chain-smoking? Remember feeling something good inside? Remember going days and weeks without having tears even try to appear? Remember sleeping before the dreams turned to nightmares? Remember when things looked shitty, but now look so much better (in comparison)? Remember not being full of self-hate? Remember when it was so much easier to forget the past?

I think I’m broken

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“I have long-feared that my sins would return to visit me. And the cost is more than I can bear.”
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Benjamin Martin-The Patriot

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December 20, 2005