Why hold on to memories?
What’s the point?
They remind you not only of good but also of bad moments in your life.
You find peace in your memories,
and you wish things were the same way they used to be.
But it’s the past.
You can’t go back.
You can’t change anything.
You lose memories.
It’s scary to lose the memories of that one person you shared so many with.
It’s the last thing you have.
It feels like it was all just a dream, like it didn’t happen.
But it did happen.
Are memories there to forget about them? Or is it a good thing you should try not to forget?
Maybe it’s not about forgetting or remembering.
Maybe it’s about learning.