The Cycling Years (June 1)

Throughout the years we forget about what we do and what we did.
We forget about friends, about memories, about days,
that slowly crumble and bleed until there's nothing left.

Slowly, you forget yourself to forge a new self.
And so on and so on.

But every once in a while, every once a year,
you cycle your soul one time.
You give a whirl for one more lap.

And that's when you remember the remnants of what you did and who you were.

Well, beginning The Cycling June with a retrospect. This kinda fits more for my birthday but whatever. It's cool anyways. Welcome.