Imagine your memories are a corridor,
A corridor full of doors-
Pick a door, and walk through-
What will you find?
A past friendship that never healed?
A broken heart to fix?
A regret you buried- lost in time
A thing you hid from yourself.
Or was it, on the other hand,
A laugh with your mates-
Your first kiss- your first love
That makes you smile still to this day.