Funny Things

It's funny how my hindsight's

Always 20/20
Never in the present do I see

The disasters about to be.

I have glasses;
I wear them every day.

But often they are fogged,
Or tinted with grey.

It's funny how people can act

Like nothing's ever happened

Despite the open wounds we have

Showing clear on our faces.

I have a script to follow;

I know every word.

But by whom was it written,

For whom do I put on this show?

It's funny how time can heal

All aches and pains

Like waves wash away footprints,

My memories are etched on sand.

I want to remember;

I want to stand fast here.

But I don't want to rage forever,

Be a victim of my own fear.

O, Dear Memories

Do you remember when

We were younger and we

Swore that we were

Each other's walking diary?

When we knew each other 

Better than us ourselves
When all thoughts 

Always go first to you.

But now,

Where are we now?

Maybe it was me;

Foolish, insensitive,

I was no friend to you

In the very end.

Maybe it was you;

You grew up too fast

Faced the world (So cold and harsh)

Alone, without me.

Look at us,

Just you, no me.

We used to walk

The streets like soldiers

Strong and prepared:

We could take it all.

Who'd have thought that

All it took was just

A frosty breath of wind

To blow away our bonds?

Sisters, you said we were

Split apart before birth.

And all the memories

I have of us

They are locked up

In a vault so solid.

Because they hurt,

Did you know that?

My heart aches because

All we had is gone

Goodbye

I'll never say goodbye.