Memory,
A word that is so hard to be defined,
A word that is so hard to be seen,
And yet, it is not complicated at all.
Memory makes things just like yesterday,
Memory makes a person goes missing,
Memory makes my life incomplete,
But then, it is completed.
Living in memories hurts,
When there's no one around you,
Everyone, has their own life,
And so does you.
Memory....
to despise it,
to want it,
to use it,
to make it....
A part of our memory.
