We wake up in the
morning and feel like some things changed but we have no idea how little of
yesterday remains. We walk out the door with a smile that the next day we
forget, and sometimes, always rare, we find a note book, a piece of paper,
something that we once wrote.
"Did I write
this?" we ask ourselves.
Something is moved
inside us as though we found a lost piece of a puzzle and after a glimpse we
want to see it all. We search and struggle and read much more. So close to our
heart yet so strangely unfamiliar all those words sound to us. But we grow and
mature, we are older and wiser and some words just make us laugh; other
times we blush embarrassed from those naive innocent thoughts. Although,
we know the past is in the past and it will remain so, some words still hurt
when are brought back and we wander what made us be so twisted at that time and
think back sad and disappointed of our past. But it will not change and will
not be forgotten because that's just who we are. Sad. Happy. Twisted. Sincere.
Ignorant. Curious. Childish. Mature. Naive. Innocent. Lazy. Determined.
Cowardly. Brave. Embarrassing. Serious. Kind. Cruel. Pitiful.
Wise. Hurt. Loved.
It's all part of our memory as we grow up.
It's all part of our memory as we grow up.
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