Staircase to the Lost memory
Had something on my mind that has been there for a long time, but just occured to me. Sub-consciously I have been thinking about the things that has happened with me a long time ago.
That happens with everyone now and then, its just like counting the infinite collection of stars. Sometimes you just miss a one or a two and you end up messing the whole counting.
I just thought of it, here counting stars is a metaphor for living.
Missing the stars are the mistakes we make in our past. Just like we messed up the counting.
How this little part of our life affects us on such a large scale.
And how when you get back to that staircase you find your way back to those memories.
All the mistakes you have made in the past and the people who got affected by those mistakes.
Most of those memories keeps poking you all the way to the ultimate end. When all you want is either, a way to live them all over again or never again.
"Somethings should be left the way they are"
Just like our memories.
They should be left the way they are.
Same as the lost stars, in order to get them back you will lose the counting that you already have.
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