Some people enter our lives as radiant blessings, only to leave in pursuit of what they perceive as better.
Their departure carves an emptiness within us, a void that time only deepens.
What was once a cherished presence becomes an absence that lingers, a curse etched into memory.
The moments shared, once vivid and alive, become mere tokens—a showpiece in the fleeting, seven-minute flash of a life’s final recollections.
If only forgetting were as simple as remembering, moving forward might be less painful.
Yet, for the soul bound to those memories, release is never easy.
To be born amidst hardship is its own form of torment, a silent burden carried through life. And to hold onto steadfast principles adds weight to each step forward, making resilience forged from sorrow the only way through.
We have to accept that no matter how tough it seems.
"They say memories come in waves
Tonight, I am drowning..."
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11:24 PM 11.11.2024
