GHOSTS

while memories are what we hold dear to our heart, has we ever realised that certain memories we treasure might actually bring hurt to the ones we love?

in this day and age when we behold the present and dream about the future, is there a place that tolerates our past? can we accept the past of the ones we love? if we cannot, does that mean we do not love them enough?

mayb it's exactly cos we love them, that's why it hurts...