When memories are made, There is a piece of you left in them That you can never get back. Since you are missing a piece of you, And you are aware of its presence But you cannot get it back It is either very delightful or very painful Sometimes, it is both. Mostly, these moments call for music For me, Alexi murdoch’s soothing voice, Compliments the delight and pain alike. Suddenly it dawned on me that, ‘Its happy memories that leave you sad And sad memories that leave you happy.’ Blanks, leaves you with nothing. Well, much better!