Remembrance
It’s been so many days. The thoughts you probably controlled back in that year, do they still trouble you when you’re the only one awake in the room? Is the scared monster still trying to not let those thoughts reappear? I suppose so. Photographs trigger such thoughts and I ponder over the possibilities of having at least one photograph with her. She is endless. I’m now more familiar with the phrase of trying to find someone in a bunch of crowd. Some people leave. They leave such impacts over us that cannot be wiped. Days pass by and I’m window and curtained by the fact that uncertainty is certain and cannot be avoided. I really envy those with less active minds. My mind doesn’t want to win this race. All it wants is to know why, in the first place, it entered this race.