eugenietan

Look at this photograph
Every time I do it makes me laugh
How did our eyes get so red
And what the hell is on Joey’s head?

This is where I grew up
I think the present owner fixed it up
I never knew we ever went without
The second floor is hard for sneakin’ out

And this is where I went to school
Most of the time had better things to do
Criminal record says I broke in twice
I must’ve done it half a dozen times

I wonder if it’s too late
Should I go back and try to graduate?
Life’s better now than it was back then
If I was them I wouldn’t let me in oh oh oh
Oh god I…

Every memory of lookin’ out the back door
I got the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It’s hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

Every memory of walkin’ out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was lookin’ for
It’s hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

We used to listen to the radio
And sing along with every song we’d know
We said someday we’d find out how it feels
To sing to more than just the steering wheel

Kim’s the first girl I kissed
I was so nervous that I nearly missed
She’s had a couple of kids since then
I haven’t seen her since God knows when oh oh oh
Oh god I…

Every memory of lookin’ out the back door
I got the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It’s hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

Every memory of walkin’ out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was lookin’ for
It’s hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

I miss that town, I miss the faces
You can’t erase, you can’t replace it
I miss it now, I can’t believe it
So hard to stay, too hard to leave it

If I could relive those days
I know the one thing that would never change
Every memory of lookin’ out the back door
I got the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It’s hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

Every memory of walkin’ out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was lookin ‘for
It’s hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
-Photograph, Nickelback-

Memories is just so wonderful isn’t it? There are good and bad memories. And yet each and every one of them ought to be cherished just as well. There are moments in life where I regret not creating enough memories with the person dearest to me, just to realise I can never turn back time. Be in a family member or a friend. What’s past is gone with the wind.

Memories are good, I enjoy recalling each of them. Sometimes, they bring tears of joy, tears of relief, tears of regret and tears of a hope. But little did we realise memories can be a stopper. If you put your memories in front of you, you will linger there on and on, immerse in the good old days and you will never have any new ones. Don’t leave them behind you either, you will never know if one day you’ll want to find it back, it’s just to far behind your path, you can never find them. Instead carry them with you, and create more new ones along the way.

Some memories are just so painful that you want to hide it from the world, bury it six feet underground. Dark secret, dark memories.. that you won’t want anyone to find it. Some of it, you feel like killing yourself for ever making such a decison. I’ve had that. And as time passes by, I force myself to try to accept them. What’s the point of living with partial darkeness? I won’t say there is a crown of light hovering over me now, but I’ll say I removing those dark clouds a little at a time.

Pictures are images of memories. Do you agree? Yea, realising I never have pictures with some of the friends I cherish the most. Will see what i can do about it..

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