A memory I thought, I forgot.

Deeper the memory, harder to forget.

We never really forget anything, what happens is that we learn to breathe with them. Sometimes we don’t think about them at all, the other times they click like they never left. And, that one fine moment when we remember to remember and realize how far we have come hour by hour, day by day and finally time by time. That “fluttery” feeling has different meanings, but what it really means, is the sudden rush of emotions, some happy, some sad and few nostalgic.

 

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