I have all these memories,
memories that seem so long ago.
Memories of thoughts,
memories of words I said.
But the emotions behind them?
The feelings are dead.
Watching you and your brother
starting to bond...
I remember thinking I could be happy,
right here, forever;
I need no other kids,
as long as I have you two, together.
What did it feel like?
I'll remember once you return.
