since long ago

It feels like I've walking down a memory lane lately; some friends don't fade away - in spirit, or in my mind, at least. I actually don't remember the most of the details: I cannot call to surface anything about who we were then, or what we did clearly now. Everything is just a blur. But I know for sure that the memories do exist; that they once meant my life and everything important to me. And that is all I need to remember. Things are better that way, anyway.