Memory

Memories.
Something we cannot live without.
Yet we often forget the ones that mean the most.

Where do they go?
Is it inevitable to be left with just those bad ones,
Or those whose significance is almost none existing.

Or does our constant memory loss help us?
Maybe that is why I can remember,
Remember the scent of dandruff on grey hair.

Maybe that is why I know,
Know the aroma of my lover’s sweet touch
And my mother’s warm embrace.

Memories.
They serve us more than we know.
They hold so much pain and love.
They are the purpose of living.

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Writing101: Day Eight – Reinvent the Letter Format

Dear me from 10 years ago,

It’s ok to be different and not to fit into someone else’s idea of what you should be. You will go through so many bad things, but it will pass and you WILL have so many good memories. Please try to be less pessimistic about life as you grow up, don’t give up on hope and don’t give up on people and trust. If you are scared to do something you love or want you don’t have to be, it will give you a bit of confidence and it will make an unforgettable memory that you will cherish forever. Also remember that nothing, bad or good, lasts forever. And I know you don’t love yourself but now you should know that I do love you, as innocent as you were.


Love,
Magdalena

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