Those Days


When I hear this song, it reminds me of those days,
memories faded, details forgotten,
but feelings as fresh as smell of a paint.

I feel glad at least I have some things to remember,
some things that are just mine, hidden deep inside.

At times I still enjoy you,
through my thoughts of you, when I sit back,
and think of that someone who came so very close to my heart.

But there's never much comfort in the truth,
so once in a while I unleash the dreams in my mind,
dreams that are beautiful and also ones that are dark,
sometimes I feel like touching them, but I know it won't be fair.

I realize we couldn't ever fight the hurt and neither the desire,
but we both aware of each other, and that's all I aspire.

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