There are places that I will always remember.

Even though some of them are gone, some of them changed and not to the better.

Some of them dissapered.

Some of them still exist.

Every single place I remember has it’s own moments, people, smiles and tears.

With lovers and friends that I still can remember .

Some of them are dead and some of them live.

In my life I’ve loved every single one of them.

Every laugh, every street and every color on the walls around those places.

But no place, no lover or friend can compare to the people who are next to me now.

So those memories lose sense.

And when I look back I still smile, but I don’t want to go back there anymore.

For the first time I feel great being in the place I am. With the people that make me be me.