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