memories are flashbacks.
we all have different perspectives from just one memory.
they're little reminderrs that can pop up.
sometimes they can flood your mind, encompassing you...
they put a haze over your eyes,
fade away from the "now"
you look back and think what could've been...
what should've been
you will torment your mind with tastes from the past
treasures
already lived
consuming
dark
playful
held
memories are silent killers
