Images of a time long ago
Visions of a childhood lost in time
Loves long ago forgotten
The smallest things brought to mind
The smell of a girl’s hair
The taste and feel of that first kiss
Something familiar yet unsure
Dreams of what was
Fantasies of what could have been
Mixing with fantasies
Churning, swirling within thoughts and ideas
Unsure of what was real
Not knowing what was or is real
Did it really happen?
Was it something I wanted?
Is my mind playing tricks on me?
How can I know?
Age takes away what I valued
Faded memories
Dying without notice
Faces become a soulless mist
Voices become distant echoes
Others made stronger with each passing day
Building on memories past
Keeping alive the feelings I once had
That one special word
The sparkle in her eyes
Although my mind has faded
I fight, struggle to keep them alive
A single surviving memory
One image, one smell, one touch
One memory to prove that my life was real
To prove that I existed