Memories
By Kalie •
My thoughts are rapid
They dart from place to place
Good and bad; happy or angry
Thinking of him, you, her
My energy drains
As my brain runs.
Memories that make me smile
Others make me cringe
Others make me laugh.
While others make me quiver in fear.
Memories, how strange they are.
The smallest thing-
Remembered
The most insignificant event-
Thought of
The biggest moment-
Relived.