Memories

I hate remembering unpleasant things. It makes my day turn out horrible.

Just a while ago on the way home I suddenly remebered somethinga very bad memory, and suddenly what should've been a peaceful trip became a shouting fest. Ugh.

I remebered him: Mr. Shale Sylvestre (codename), the owner of my most horrible memory ever. Whenever I think of him I couldn't help but feel hatred, and resentment. I loved him, and I failed, and now all that love has turned into hatred. I know, I already cried myself a river (or ocean, whichever, tho the ocean is a lot closer), built myself a bridge, and now I have to get over it. So I know I should've comepletely moved on by now bcuz it's been a while since it all happened, but I can't shake off the hate in me. I even have someone else to be with now, but...ugh. Maybe it's bcuz I didn't get to see my friend, or maybe it's really me. But i hate this. I want it to stop.

If only there is a way to erase the pain. Not the memory, bcuz I learned a year's worth of lessons from it, but the oain it made me feel. I don't want to harbor a grudge anymore... The last time I did lasted for about three years.

Pain, pain, go away.... And don't you dare come back.

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