The art of thinking. Most have wasted and most have succeeded.
Memories…nothing more than a starting line to never ending cycle of hopes, dreams and what we remember from past, present and how we move on to the future.
Memories…what we remember that has driven us to be the person that we are today. What made us weak. What made us fall. What makes us stronger. What makes us invincible.
Memories…a good time that was once forgotten but wish we could have back. The days where we had fun ever through the worst times. The days where we thought that our lives are beginning to fade. The days where we began to seek help because it’s a desperate call for aid. The days where we began to forgive others and most importantly, ourselves.
Memories…are a new beginning of something to explore. New friends, new hobbies, new adventures and new family.
Memories are when we’ll call for aid when the ones that were there when needed the most.
Memories are never forgotten. Memories are forever.
…I wish I could have those back…