I had a.. paranoia maybe. about a memory. I judge every moment that be related with love would be a bad memory someday. not yet at least. I had so many nice memories anyway, I mean so many. but It's all turned into bad memories. Yes even just a little thing like a song that reminds me to some feeling, some atmosphere. It should be nice, but not anymore. Once, I had thousands pictures. and so many stuff that I can't remember all of 'em, at any rate everything that could be a memory, that could recalls me to the moment someday. But it's all just unexpected recalls apparently. what an absurd.
Now, I'm still paranoid. But to see you that sad is not that easy too. It's not on my purpose like never before. if I could, I'll make it back.
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