there are some songs which don't make you cry, but make you want to die.
there are some people who don't cause you hatred, but cause you pain.
there are some places from which you long to run away, but keep revisiting.
there are some things you regret doing not so much as doing it less.
there are some thoughts you delay putting into actions not because you
are listless, but because you are faithless.
But time, only time pushes you forward, whether you are ready or not,
then, suddenly, the greatest fear is to look back while you are still
pushed forward, with memories accumulating layer upon layer until it's
too heavy for you to hold. You won't disappear over the collapse of
memories, but suffer from re-experiencing them at random, overwhelmed.