Memories...

Memories are addictive,

They stick like a leech,

U move away every time,

And each time you weep.

Some are so strong,

You wake up at nights,

Remembering conversations,

Searching reasons for those fights.

Some memories go unnoticed,

Like silent whispers in the dark,

You only think of them ,

When it matters and they mark

Some are like old wine,

Grow deeper and richer ,

Everytime you take a sip,

Its like starting to drink a pitcher.

Some are ironic,

Some wierd and old,

But each one tells a story,

One we treasure like gold.

So, at the end of it,

Memories will always stay,

Even if you don’t voice them,

They shine, like the sun in may.

But yes, you do wish,

Some memories you could forget,

Cause those hurt the most,

Ones you love, but partially regret.