I miss the memories

I miss the memories I felt good about.
I was happy and I didn't recognize
That good time...

I was free, I smiled often.
I thought I could always keep that feeling,
But even happiness leaves deep wounds
And scars.

I miss the sun, wearing my favorite T-shirt.
I miss hearing the sound of her laughter
Inside my smile.

A good joke and many stories
To share between our lips -
Thousands of new feelings,
Hundreds of old words.

I miss the memories I just dreamed of,
I was fine then. I'm sad now.
I miss the memories.

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