Holding on the little things you have, you leave the rest behind.
The forgotten.
For how much we have live on in our lives. We live with memories of so much. But not all can remain. As days passed by, every living beings would eventually slowly grow old and live on in a different world. The world we may not yet seen.
The number of occasions which we would think would last forever. But slowly dies out. Like a candlelight lit in a dark room. Soon to fade. Soon to stop burning. Leaving a room filled with nothing but darkness.
Eventually, slowly...really slowly, you will forget the taste of things and things that really hurt.
We forget the painful moments we had and step up to become a better person. We eventually forget the knowledge we have obtained from our days of childhood, too.
Fortunately what they have passed on to us shall never be forgotten. As those days reminds of who you are. In other words, that is how human beings are.
"I've been down on this road before..
I walk out the door..
Leave you on the floor..."
-Memoirs of A Teenage Amnesiac-
For what ever you have forgotten or not able to let go, that is up for "you" to decide. So how much have "you" forgotten? But are "you" one of the forgotten ones?
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