Half burnt metaphors of life!

I  remember us like that of yesteryear
When life was easier
When goodbyes meant until tomorrow,
And a hey forever!
When life was measured over half burnt metaphors
overshadowed by endless conversations.
I see the burnt ashes of our effigies now
And yet in one last ember, I see it all come alive
Slowly and all at once.
And time stops still like a dead lake.
But memories run fast,
Like a cigarette stub which catches fire.
I try to blow it out but it catches the tallest flame.
 I close my eyes
And life comes alive.
I hear laughter, tales and a mixture of odd melodies
All washed away in time.
And there I see us like that of yesteryear,
And that's how I am gonna remember this.
For in memories we would never change.
Goodbyes would keep on meaning until tomorrow
And a hey forever!