The past never leaves u, its perception just distorts itself as u mature.....

When the dawn settles itself across the city, all i can hear are the voices, some familiar, others not so much, voices calling out to me, voices of friends admonishing my silly notions, voices whispering sweet nothings into my ears and the voices that tell me, no matter how far away i am...... I am never alone.....

The voice then give way to the flashback of my life at breakneck speed, by the end of which m left gasping for breath, tryin to differentiate dream from reality. Disillusion engulfs me for about ten minutes & then reality settles and m left smiling to myself, cause the reality is beautiful, its everything i ever wanted, but my past still haunts me, the tears the smiles , the uncontrollable laughs, the irreplaceable love & the innumerable broken promises.......