Memories

Memories, like movies skipping.
You see them played, but not as clear scenes.

As it is never meant for remake
Only for remembering
Sometimes mistaken as a dream
Even as an illusion apart from reality

These are remnants of the past and as it stays there remains out of grasp

A portrayal of pictures played at random
but it makes you skip a beat
Are these memories?

The moments we'd say if only i could turn back Those times
We wished for it to happen again

Are things already settled,But always be a part of us
Its with these when you suddenly smile With no reason at all

Simply seeing flashbacks Like ashes you couldn't hold for too long
But undeniably feeling it as once when your in it