I Remember Those Days

I remember what happiness was

It was before everything got so real

I remember my mother

Young and beautiful

Smart and confident

Always laughing

So loving and sweet

 

I remember the summer swimming pools

Tennis courts

Yellow sundresses

I remember the smile that hung on my face

I can still hear the laughter that lingers

After all these years

Transforming into painful echoes as time goes by

Reminding me of what I’ve lost

 

The smell of summer breeze in Detroit

The autumn sunlight in Chicago

Chinese New Year in NYC

The white heavy snow in Tokyo

The sunrise in Johannesburg

 

Those were the days before things got real

Before all the fights my parents had

Before my brother grew distant

Before mom was sick

Before I had to protect myself from the world

And from the closest people I knew

Before I got sick too

 

I remember those days

I used to know what happiness was

What a genuine smile felt like

How simple a laughter can be

I remember those days

 

I remember what happiness was

It used to live under my skin

But now I’m soaked in the tears of yesterday

 

 

 

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Author: WARMtaipei

WARM is a weekly meeting where women with similar states of mental health can come and share their stories, talk about what they are going through. We provide a safe, warm, and nonjudgmental environment where you can be supported and know that you are not alone. We welcome ladies from all backgrounds and walks of life to be a part of our growing network of support! __________________________________________________________________ WARM是一個每週一次的會議,可以讓有相似心理健康狀況的女性來分享她們的故事,談談她們正在經歷的事情。我們提供一個安全,溫暖和非判斷性質的環境,您可以得到支持,並知道您並不孤單。我們歡迎來自不同背景和各行各業的女士成為我們日益增長的支持網絡的一部分!

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