In Memory

In memory things can be lost

In memory things can be transformed, translated, transparent, transported

In memory things can be forgotten

In memory things can be changed

In memory, though, things can be remembered

For that is memory's purpose.

Often times it seems memory only serves to haunt, but its serves to remind.

And today I was reminded of You. Remember last summer, our first times alone, had no money so we watched movies at home? Dinner at 8 movie at ten, get high, go home, and do it again. Playing in the rain, making out till dawn, doing anything to avoid a yawn. So fresh so new so ready to go, my world was spinning but time was slow and its been creeping but flying past when you're in love things move too fast but what a story we have to share, starting in that summer when we didn't care. What a story, what a life we lead. Sometimes memory is all you need.

In memory things can be restored

In memory my love for you is evermore

In memory love can never die

In memory, eternally,

You and I.