The intangible memories....

The lingering of a long forgotten memory,
Am I clinging onto a bygone?
I wonder;

My memories are they real,
Or are they an illusion?
The intangible becomes concrete

I relive my life with my memories
A pause in time where,
The past, present and future merge;
It's an unknown zone in time

As time paused,
As i reminisce my sweet bitter memories;
I wonder if I am the participant,
Or the viewer?

Either way, am i different?
I still wonder...