Wednesday, 28 April 2010

the things i used to know.

ever felt like you shouldn't be some where, even in a place so common knowledge to you. A place which you used to call your own, until it was changed. Maybe only changed for you, no physical differences, but you're emotional attachment has been slashed apart from it. Yeah? its a common feeling I think.

you find your self sitting, still, staring at the place you used to know. Watching people you've never met claim it as there own. You watch your life there lock its self away in the back of your mind. The memories you hold of it creep into boxes and crates in your internal storage unit.

you remember the way you used to be when you lived there, you remember the way everything way. The way it smelled, the way it felt. Your thoughts play on repeat as you stare at the cracks and crevices' which you used to hold so dear.

Photos fade, memories last.

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