Memories

Some made me laugh,
some made me cry,
some made me speak when I had no words left.
Now, I sit in stillness, numb,
repeating the same role
in a world that keeps moving without me.

People have changed
new faces, new places,
but I’m still here
playing the same music,
reading the same pages,
walking the same roads in my mind.

The love I once held,
the friendships that faded
they haven’t disappeared,
they live quietly within me,
just beneath the surface.

Memories don’t leave.
They linger.
They shift shape,
grow quiet,
but never truly vanish.

Maybe they wait
for us to slow down,
to breathe,
to finally feel them again.