Rewind to the good times,
Rewind to how life was then.
Think of the friends,
The family.
The embarrassing moments?
The moments you wish you could replay.
Don't you wish you could go back?
Don't you wish that some of the things
You said, would disappear,
Your hair intact?
Say you could,
Change time and go back.
I would ask you this.
Do the things you want to change,
Mean something?
Or are they meaningless?
So I'll tell you this,
Maybe it was something as meaningless
As, makeup, hair, or banter.
This, is when I would tell you,
Live in the present,
These memories have made you who you are,
And have shaped your character.
Embarrassing moments,
Bad hair days and all!
But maybe it did mean something.
Parents splitting, boys, or friends leaving.
Now I would tell you.
Go back.
Back to memory lane,
To the good times,
Everything.
Because this, this is what will heal you.
Because memories can numb pain.
E♥️

This is called Memories

/not really sure if this was good or even a poem. Lol/