Saturday, March 20, 2010

Running Memory

I miss the memories of the past ... when I cleaned my old boxes - I found the photographs scattered, some are damaged but I managed to save some.

I see the old faces in the photographs, innocent faces full of laughter. They are laugh of my old life, they are my friends. My lovely friends ♥--Friends who fill my old days, faces that have ever lived at that time and will never be the same when I found them again today.

Lifes give change, and change will make things will never be the same. Everything changed..they are too, but they are of the past and the laughter still continued to be a memory for remembering all ..

good nigth friends :)