when it time to remember

memory...do we really know what memory is???
when we walk past the way that we know...suddenly
we begin to realize that this is what i remember...i know quite
well all this...n we begin to miss all the things that we left behind.
we begin to capture back the moment we want to remember and
the one that we don't want to remember....yet we always do...for
which ever it is...and we know that the reason always be the...
memory we left behind...as time past along the way...and as before
it will be forgotten by time................until we walk through the way
once again....how ironic life can be..........