What’s there left once you’ve stripped down all physical evidence of someone’s existence in your life? Sometimes, preferably nothing. Sometimes, preferably if all memorabilia’s been removed or hidden away, returned or just disposed of, the same should be the fate of memories.
You’ve been warned that history has its role, to keep us from repeating our own mistakes; but when you seem stuck in the same loop even though you’ve kept the memories close at hand, as harsh reminders of what was, maybe burying them ocean deep is worth a shot after all. Maybe while having the memories burnt into your mind hasn’t prevented you from rehashing the same moments and from falling into the same old patterns, keeping them far away, forgetting altogether would not do any harm.
So let’s play a game of forgetting.