thoughts;

We remember things a little too late. Too late for reason. And too late for love. We remember after we are affected. Then wish that we could have either stopped or started our remembering. We remember when trial stops becoming a persistant companion and when knowledge begins. We flourish where needed and love where we feel. But we dont remember until provoked to do so, but it seems that we do all too late. Bring remembering back to a time where it's a priority instead of a gift.