All I have,
Are memories,
Of the past,
I try to make them last.
All they'll have left,
After I'm gone.
Are memories of girl,
Who won't be moving on.
I don't want to advance,
Into the nothing that awaits.
So I say goodbye,
As I reach the golden gates.
I hope they cherish moments we spent together.
I hope the will always remember,
The girl I used to be.
I hope they remember me.
At least my memories.
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PoetryThe first poem i wrote for creative writing. The rest is my life and what I feel or what I think, so please don't judge. Thanks!
