Past Repeated

Past Repeated

A wind of burning pain brings back flooding memories.
Now it could not be saved;

It couldn’t be taken back.
All that try to take back the past fail.
And yet it is still there, somewhere, though darkness swallows it.
But the darkness is shallow.
It cannot consume the pieces of shattered memories that once existed.
They still exist.
In my heart,

As well as in yours.
Those memories shall live again…

Someday.