Sweet Memories.

Memories. It's a place in the past we sometimes go to for comfort, when the present just isn't good enough. It's also a place that holds our lives together. It can also be a place where dreams are blurred... Where the lines between the truth and the wanted become unclear. 

I've got so many great, amazing memories that I never dare to forget. My first bike, my first crush, my first Summer romance... etc. Memories of people in life. Family. Friends. Best Friends. 

The thing is, I love those memories and I cherish it so, so much. But I'd never want to relive it. This is because, nothing you do in the present can live up to a great memory; a great memory cannot be duplicated or bested. 

I've liked and admired. I've lived a dream. My Summer romances in Vietnam have been innocent and amazing. But everytime I return to Vietnam, it's never the same story, we can never pick up where we left off. Because we have two things against us, distance and time.

i'll never forget that moment

when i saw you for the first time

how our first date went

anything but smooth and fine

so young and so stupid

we couldn't say a thing

astonishing, it even started

even despite the arguing

but we lived in that moment

we didn't think about the Fall

how our time together was spent

how we could've had it all

we barely spoke a day

but what was, was enough

it all sent me into such a daze

i never felt like giving up

until i left and then came back

then realised what had happened

everything was spinning out of whack

everything. us. weakened.

but nothing hurts more 

than seeing your face

trying so hard to ignore

the fact you've been replaced

but you never even fought

was it not good enough for you?

so then everything i've thought

was it just me being a fool?

i'll never forget our memories

as i can't ever make new ones

not the same, anyway, like you and me

as the saying goes, what's done, is done

i still reminisce our days

the confession, the date

long walks at night along the bay

the calls, the fights, the wait

it may be four thousand miles

but i hope and wish you all the best

to always have a great smile

to find great love to confess