*Memories are amazing things. As time hurries past us and slips through my fingers, I realize just how fragile and ephemereal our memories are. Like stardust, they fade seamlessly into the galaxy. Anger, bitterness, or life itself can turn our hearts stone cold, turn starstruck lovers against one another. Yet, a simple memory of the warm, fluttery butterfly feeling of intertwined hands, the smell of a familiar neck scent, or the cool wetness of rain on sun-soaked skin can create such powerful remembrances of trust, kinship and love.
Memories are amazing things.
(There are some things I just don’t want to forget. )
Yet, they exist only if we want them to. Only if we make the conscious effort to remember them, stroke them, breathe them into life into our Today and Tomorrows. Without revival, they die wasted deaths every day.
So here goes a new category on this space, Things I Won’t Forget. Or rather, things I don’t want to.
And just so I never forget the way you looked at me when you said,
“It just feels so natural to want to take care of you.”