People say forget your past…
But forgetting the past is forgetting myself,
It is impossible to swarm up the future leaving behind the past,
I wanna forget my past, I tried to do so,
But later I realized,
It's never possible…
Because
My past may be bitter but it made me better,
It is a colorful bouquet that life presented to me,
It is a collection of memories from a spectacular childhood,
My pity past laid a strong foundation for my pretty future,
My past left me broken but it rebuilt me as a human,
It glee me when I am in grief,
It protects me as a shield from shoddy experiences,
I love my past because it decorated
My life as a beautiful embroidery
Using beads of bitter and sweet memories,
But many times,
Tears roll down my eyes uncontrollably,
Because it snatched away
The most lovable person of my life…
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