Friday, March 27, 2015



When it’s windy, lightning, and stormy, the memories comeback and flood the soul.

When memories can never be washed away in the rain, the tears become raindrops.

In the winter, the memories flood the soul and when we cry the tears freeze and they become snow.

When we walk on the beach in the rain, the water rushes at our feet, the footprints disappear in the sand. The water cleanses our feet, but not always the memories.

When you walk in the rain, you never forget the memories.

When memories stings, we lose our balance...

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