Memories

All the times past have left my heart weak.
Consistently remembered with no words left to speak.
Time only ever passing, but never really gone-
With memories forsaken,
forgotten for too long.
As they begin to surface,
the heart becomes content.
When the bad come flooding back,
the heart can only repent...
Then all at once, with no warning,
a quiet peace is found.
The past is no longer forgotten,
but to your heart forever bound.