…reminds me of you.
The sound of a Harley.
The taste of root beer.
Reminds me of you.
An aeroplane high up in the sky.
A helicopter flying low.
Reminds me of you.
Take five, Stardust.
A V8 roaring past.
Reminds me of you.
The clothes I wear.
The perfume I use.
Reminds me of you.
Will it ever end?
Should I allow it to?
All these memories.
Crowding my thoughts.
Spilling over in tears.
It’s been a long time.
Yet, I’m still reminded of you.
jaycee68 
Too, too sad, Ghia…
It probably won’t ever end, however I’d like to think one day other memories will fill you with love… another love, not a replacement love…
It just crowded me last night Carol.
I have no regrets, don’t want it (the memories) gone – but I miss him so!!
Maybe, one day – one never knows…
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When something reminds us
Of something very beautiful
It gives a feel good factor
It must be a beautiful reminder
For us to keep the memories
That was so beautiful
Somethings can’t be replaced
Have a happy weekend
Daniel angel from Cape Cornwall
You’re right Daniel – some things just can’t be replaced.
Hope you have a good weekend too 😉
Better to have loved and lost then never to have loved at all is what they always say. Don’t know if that’s really the case though
It is the case chickpea.
Once you’ve loved completely, even if that love goes away for whatever reason, you will ever have it in your heart. There’s absolutely nothing like it under the sun!!
I might be sad sometimes, miss it sometimes, but for the most part it makes me smile 😉
Even though sad, beautiful memories are to be treasured.
They are K. And I do…
I would just have liked them to be real rather than memories 😉
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For the time being, although it hurts, you can still open up the memory chest and linger over the best times. Do look ahead too, though so as not to get lost in the past.
Think I already am lost in the past Tess…
Just going through the motions of the present because I have no real choice.
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