Memories are like candles,
Lighted in our heads during our dark times
Enabling us to see those things we lost in the past
Re-aggravating the heart and leaving us with pain.
Now all I feel is like a candle wax rolling down my cheeks
Hotter than a tear that’s all I feel.
Memories are like candles, with time they burn out;
But allowing us to retrospect on our past and leaving us with the same dark times
We endure it whenever it’s lighted
Time heals but memories are forever.