Memories

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Memories. It is a strong word. Liability to a human being. Well, at least that is what it feels like to me. To talk about memories, it is like digging a hole in yourself. Be it something that you cherished or detested the most. It seems to always cling at you. If you were reminiscing a memory when you were 14, it feels like you were 14 all over again. 

To me, it is a word that could take myself back to the kingdom where I was once a king to my perished throne... No matter how thrived my throne was. It has gone.

being a sentimental wreck, I was taunted by memories the most. A simple thing like seeing my childhood friends could trigger the whole dramatic scenes. I remember a week ago, my neighbor, my childhood friend, basically we grew up together, but she moved to Melaka when we were both 16. So it has been how many years? 7 years not seeing each other, not contacting each other. Let say, 16 was the last memories of us being together. Then after 7 years of lost contact, her family visited us

We didn't talk long. I bet they were in rush since its already late in the evening but, that short period of gathering. I was amazed, stunned, shocked by how long dan desperate I was to be back like before...or maybe I just missed the person I used to be with back then... 

plus everything was so simple back in time

But still, memories remain memories

and we are living the moment!

so I think we should appreciate the present and perhaps make the most out of it.

because even the throne has gone, the king and his hope is still extant.