I and My Memories

Memories are the real teacher, These taught us as preacher. These are wound healer and giver, But for me: only giver. Sad ending, anyone has seen, Through it, I have been. Repent is only with me: as friend, Goosebumps raised, if thought of that shocking end. Calamity fall as a curse on her, Spared her, if god I were. That earthquake, snatched everything from me, In a second changed to I from we. Smile add glint to her face, Fringe hair were my fascinate's base. Mustering courage to propose, god hasn’t gifted, Before I think she was lifted. Taught: we get what is in fate, Forgetting all, we have to move ahead, Beloved may you rest in peace, Since then just living but goodness has been cease.