What is more important? The feelings you write down in poems or the ability to put them in certain rhymes? The ability to express your thoughts, with which you see what's going around or your special eyes you look at world with? You can't get away with both, but you know that you have to be able to live with what you feel.

The same reason I lit up a cigarette each day, trying to kill the pain you left me with, trying to kill what I have of yours in me. With every cig I hope I've killed something in me, which will not remind me about you. But I get to a point, where I realise that my lungs will be dead and tobacco doesn't help - because your part of me is eternal. Why did you leave it in me? Are you hoping to take it back? I light another cancer stick and sincerely want you to fill in the gaps in me.

While blood circulates in human body, you begin to realise that memories are doing the same, but difference is that you don't want the starting point to get back to you, when it comes to reminding all the situations. Can it even have the starting point? Of course, it's when you send me that text message, unfortunately, the end doesn't come with another sms. Would I want it to have the end? I doubt it.

The riffs on guitars, gave us understanding that all the memories aren't perished for nothing.