Somewhere Portugal, summer 2009 suddenly happen to look like other things you've come and you realize how time changes everything. The force lost feelings, memories fade and leave behind images that clearly. You realize that those wounds that appeared to have healed over time, can be reopened again.
Time passes and makes it very fast. I do not think that time will heal everything. Simply learn to accept but you refuse to forget. I remember one day someone told me to just be memories in the minds of others. Well sometimes I have fear of losing those memories.
It's like a contradiction. At first, the feelings are so strong that it hurts, but it will eventually change, settle somewhere, as if asleep or forgotten ... but not going because what would we be without them?
0 comments:
Post a Comment