My Poem
I am old, yet my memory remains I have lost much, but my memory sustains I may be alone, but my memory connects For it is through memory that I remember you You are the essence of my memory Love, hate, smiles, sadness, every feeling intertwined But above all, you are the embodiment of memory With memory, I ascend to greater heights Without it, I cannot descend to the depths A man without memory, can he truly exist? No, for without memory, I am nothing