I pack my memories in a suitcase,
Would you like to know how?
I take some experiences,
I stratify them,
I touch them,
They feel so warm,
And I see them for a while.
Now I keep all those experiences,
Near the suitcase,
So that they can be familiar,
Again I take some sweet memories,
I make a sweet smile for them,
They seem a bit sad,
Because they will be packed.
Now, I take memories in fragaments,
Some are bad and some are good,
I keep them inside the suitcase,
And set them as to come again.
I keep experience beside my memories,
They both talk about my life,
Sometimes they laugh,
Sometimes they feel pity for me,
I watch them,
And at last...
I close the suitcase with a tight lock.