mind games

lost love is still love. it just takes a different form.. you can't hold their hand...you can't touch their hair...but when those senses weaken another one comes to life...M E M O R Y...memory becomes your partner... you hold it...you dance with it.... our lives has to end...love doesn't.

it's about every person we meet we learn about ourselves. the mistakes we made and the chance to make things right.

this was from the book i read and still playing on my mind.