Memory breathes I try to remember what those moments once were but I know they live on They’re gone All gone But somehow the memory still breathes It’s floating around my mind In the darkest corners In the worst nooks In the places I don’t dare find again The faces of all of the beautiful people with ugly souls whip around my mind For some reason I will not forget those who I wish to do the most Their memory stays in my mind Mocking and ridiculing like they once had Except this time in my head They’re not actually here I just think they are The memory breathes like those people still do