where does the good go?

It comes back to me in slices. Yesturday, I felt the sun...I mean, I really felt it, experienced it. And I pretended harder than I ever have that everything is alright. I spent time with my friends, I can't remember the last time we hung out. I don't know where those feelings go...in between the good days. But it was nice, to find it, for the moment, for the memories. And today is another moment I can vaguely remember, but not quite touch it the way it used to be. Faint. Unbreak the broken...that's all I wish could happen. Unbreak the broken.