Wednesday, April 14, 2004
Old Memories
As I was checking my e-mail today, there was a sudden surge of past memories on my mind, memories that felt like past lives, memories of old friends almost forgotten, memories of close friends separated by the pursuing of different dreams or lives. I suddenly felt a huge sense of loss and sadness, because although I kept saying and thinking that I am okay and that old friends are lost as we make new friends, there will always be moments like this. It was a sad sad thought.
Now that it has dawned on me that these feelings and memories are still as real and as strong as ever, there is already no turning back. Friends we have lost touch or have not contacted for years, it's so hard to even write to them, because you never know if they'll read and reply to you. I guess i'm guilty of my coldness and lack of passion all these times, so there's no one to blame but myself.
I can only truly wish in my heart that everyone, who has played a part in my life, who has touched and made my life meaningful for however short a period, is happy and well. Perhaps someday we will meet, perhaps we'll walk past each other without knowing , know that we've made a ripple, however small or weak, in each other's life.
" All to myself I think of you,
Think of the things we used to do,
Think of the things we used to say,
Think of each happy bygone day,
Sometimes I sigh, and sometimes I smile,
But I keep each olden, golden while
All to myself. "
As I was checking my e-mail today, there was a sudden surge of past memories on my mind, memories that felt like past lives, memories of old friends almost forgotten, memories of close friends separated by the pursuing of different dreams or lives. I suddenly felt a huge sense of loss and sadness, because although I kept saying and thinking that I am okay and that old friends are lost as we make new friends, there will always be moments like this. It was a sad sad thought.
Now that it has dawned on me that these feelings and memories are still as real and as strong as ever, there is already no turning back. Friends we have lost touch or have not contacted for years, it's so hard to even write to them, because you never know if they'll read and reply to you. I guess i'm guilty of my coldness and lack of passion all these times, so there's no one to blame but myself.
I can only truly wish in my heart that everyone, who has played a part in my life, who has touched and made my life meaningful for however short a period, is happy and well. Perhaps someday we will meet, perhaps we'll walk past each other without knowing , know that we've made a ripple, however small or weak, in each other's life.
" All to myself I think of you,
Think of the things we used to do,
Think of the things we used to say,
Think of each happy bygone day,
Sometimes I sigh, and sometimes I smile,
But I keep each olden, golden while
All to myself. "
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