Faded Background Noises

I don’t know how to be alone. I don’t know how to stay behind when everyone is leaving. I don’t know how to embrace silence when every part of me wants to scream…

Sometimes time feels slow and easy, sometimes it’s fast and a blur. It’s all about feelings and memorable places. Jazz or classical, music makes every place seem beautiful.

Not every memory is as vivid as yesterday. Not every memory is a happy one. Not every memory is worth remembering. Not every memory is worth forgetting. Not every memory is ours…

It takes two to create memories… it takes only one split to burn them all…

Listen… Maybe I can’t forget you now but soon you’ll only be the faded background noises and nothing more…

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