Memories are absurd things. Some are vague, some crystalline, some too painful to recollect and some so painful its impossible to forget.
Happy times are remembered with with warmth and laughter, recalled as an anecdote in the pub, exageratted for the crowd. The areally good ones keep you company on an otherwise lonely evening. The clearest memories are of those occasions when you experience great highs or lows. Its the emotion the situation inspires that you remember. The feeling of incredible exultation or terrible despair enables your brain to note the details that normally pass you by, like the color of someone's shirt, a hand gesture or how warm or cold it was.
You can recall the creases caused byb the smile on a loved one's lips or the way tears crept from their eyes. But pain is hard to put into words and in life there is always pain. Its as natural as birth or death. Pains makes us who we are, it reaches us and tames us, it can destroy and it can save.
We all have regrets...
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