Sometimes the memories come flooding you all at once.

Sometimes in the darkest of night, most times in the brightest of days.

They take hold of you tightly, twist you up and spin you around. Leaving you breathless.

They wrap you up in comfort and keep you safe when the world can be so cold. Leaving you speechless.

The memories fill you, fill every ounce of your being, they control you. Leaving you intoxicated.


7 thoughts on “Memories

  1. Yes, this is exactly it. I even get this lately after only hours of creating a memory. I love it when it happens when you least expect it. Beautiful, CC

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