memories.

Memories are strange...Aren't they? sometimes, we laugh when we think back...to the days we cried Those moments of pain.. feel so far away now And other times... We cry, remembering...the days we used to laugh When everything felt perfect, And we didn't know...how quickly it could change That's life. it's a mix of joy and Pain, laughter and tears But each memory whether it hurts or makes us smile is a part of who we are A reminder that we've lived...and felt deeply (i have more but it can't fit)