Fast-paced. My tears were racing down my face as the intro plays, and all I can recall was vivid pictures of yesterday as I close my eyes.

They were happy moments. Everyone was smiling but pain is all that I've felt. It was heavy going through scenes, places, faces and feelings that I can never  visit, see or experience again. Never again. Never..

How I wish I can still take atleast three steps backward. How I wish I could hold their hands, take them to the dancefloor and enjoy the music as we dance. How I wish I could laugh the same way I laughed that very moment.

Painful it is. To see photographs we never knew had thousand feelings.

Painful it is. To see photographs, and slowly unlearning each context.

Painful it is. To have a glimpse and missing something we can't even remember.

Painful it is. Because everything will remain as memories and memories are meant to be forgotten.

Painful it is.

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