Memories Of The Past

Looking back into my past
is see all the mistakes I made.
There I see all of the friends
that had been left behind; lost.

I remember now looking back
how I had hurt some friends.
Through hurtful words
that I never meant to say.

In the swirling mists of memories.
I see all of my past relationships
now I realize; with a new pain
that there short existences was my fault.

Memories come back to me
that were once lost; forgotten.
They made me so happy; warm.
How could I have forgotten them?

Flashing back to me in waves.
When i lest expect them,
are all these memories that
keep me awake at night thinking.