Reyn's Room

I don't know why but for some reasons that I want to totally forget you, the memories just keep on haunting me and eventually, at the end of the day, I realize that I am not totally over you, or at least, not totally letting go of what seemed to be forgotten by now. I admit that I still often think about how we started, how we went through a lot of things, and how we ended up. Sometimes I argue with myself and think that this is a complete absurdity, but no matter how I speculate (on a brighter point of view) on how things will turn out days from now, I always end up being hurt. Hurt by you, and hurt by my own ego.


At times I wish I would be bumped by a car, fall from the stairs, or just wake up remembering NOTHING. So I may forget you. But I thought this is selfishness. I just want to forget a part of my memory, a certain piece in my brain that I want to devastate, that piece where all these hurt and absurdity came from.


But forgetting you is so hard to do. Because with you I was at my happiest. And it's so sad that you and I had to end like this.



"The existence of forgetting has never been proved. We only know that some things do not come to our mind when we want them to." - Friedrich Nietzsche