What they say...
They say it lasts forever.
They say it remains in your heart forever.
They say... nothing's forever.
I have these memories, which not long ago, were good memories. Were memories I'd feel pleasure in revisiting, making me feel nostalgic, with a sense of fulfillment. Those, were good memories.
How is it that the same memories that brought me so much strength seem to not be good memories anymore? How can something that was so good, now be the road that will lead me to depression?
It's interesting to notice it. It's like morning mist - it seems so thick and unpenetrable, yet it lasts for only so little time. It seems so strong, however it is also so vulnerable.
I'm tired of living my life in the absolutes.
I'm tired of it all.
We can never forget. Nor would we want to forget it, right?
But if remembering it means carrying a burden which is too heavy to bare, maybe we should forget.
It's just so weird... not having you with me.
It's so weird not being able to call you bunny anymore.
But I guess life still goes on, unwilling to slow down for me.
I'll just have to close my eyes shut and wait it out....
We won't forget. Ever.
But maybe it won't hurt after some time :)
On October 04 2008
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