Memories

I really miss the good old days, I miss them in so many ways. Now life is such a nightmare it really just seems so unfair. All I have left are memories, they tell so many different stories. When memories come, I am amazed in all the days that I was raised. I really wish that they could stay but they have flown so far away. They have flown away into the past; I'd do anything to make them last. At least my memories are not dead, because of where my life was lead. I know the memories I have made will not disappear or even fade. Although my life is torn apart, my memories will always life in my heart.