As the Years Go

I look back at my life and I have no regrets.
I have many wishes; the important ones have been answered.
Today was a good day, full of love and laughter.
The things I attempted to forget, came back to say hello.
I wonder if they have any regrets.
I guess it doesn't matter.
My life is beautiful, but sometimes I wonder how many more years I'll feel anxious.
I could take a guess and say a few, but maybe it won't take that long.
life is like a little box, you find the key and open the lid and everything inside is endless.
Memories fade while new ones are created; life doesn't stop.
It keeps going at a steady pace -- we stop.. most times.
I'm 32 years old, lost in translation.
Ready to stop the cycle
ready not to forget.