Memories are they good or bad?
We always say one has to make memories.
Going out with our friends.
Late nights doing things that we can't remember with the people that we won't forget.
All the laughs, hugs, kisses, bad times, good times, even the drunk times.
Sitting and laughing saying do you remember that time?
Those are the good moments.
But what happens when I am alone and I think about the memories we had.
Those late nights and early mornings that made me fall in love.
The laughs, kisses and hugs that meant so much.
But life came along and ruined it all.
My mind came along and interfered with my heart.
I know I need to move on it's the right thing to do.
No need to hold on the past when I'm not sure if I want it in my future.
Those damn memories come back again and I want you to hold me in your arms.
Squeeze me tight and never let go.
So I ask again are memories good or bad?