sitting on the bus, light is falling through the trees
i am asking myself: is this it? are these the moments i will remember one day
when i am thinking back to college days and being young
i feel the need to write down every thought
cause it is so easy to forget and loose
all those small yet so significant moments
all those words spoken, glances and smiles exchanged
all this music that is like nutrition to my soul
all those books that touch my heart
i want to capture it all
the good and the bad, all the feelings that i have
sometimes i look back
and even those days so full of excitement, freedom, peace and joy
and those deep in pain, desperation, sadness
are now so far away, blurred images, like dreams i can barely remember
i don't want to forget
and i don't want to be forgotten
afraid of oblivion
lovely! and known to me!
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