memories

so I'm sitting here and i have let my mind become active again with the thoughts of my loves. I can not figure out for the life of me why the world has to be such a grand, but painful place. The tears that hide themselves behind my eyes fight for freedom. But they must stay hidden as memories of the past flood my mine. The plans we made and the dreams  we created they all seemed so real at the time. Funny the word "time" a word that is only but that, a word. though it can bring a group of people so close and then take them far away. How my heart yearns for those days when that horrid word only meant how late it was. The things we would say and do, the laughs we had that made the day a bit better. Now though life has taken me away form them, I still have the memories and the few days in which i make my way down to see them. And although they smile and greet me warmly when those days come,they have moved on and I am no longer the one who they make plans with or create dreams with. so when i leave them i tell them i love them and once again life and time take me away with only my memories.