The Cold Waiting Season

So many things come by.
So many things are brought with the time.
So many new things fill our minds.

In the middle of that rush, smiles, and life;
I keep trying hard not to forget the past.
Sometimes, when you look back
It’s not clear as it was.

My memories...
Deep inside of me I don’t want them to go away
So I run back to embrace them;
But each time they look smaller and farer away
I just want to live them again.

A big part of me is scared;
Scared that they will completely fade away some day.
I’m scare to have so many things between us as to come back to them.

Don’t let me loose them;
Let them live forever within me,
Because I love them.

I don’t want to forget.