What did you do? What did you say?
Did you walk - or did you run away?
Where are you now? Where have you been?
Did you go alone - or did you bring a friend?

Katie Melua - Piece by Piece

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Memories

Sometimes memories come hounting me. Memories of times, that once were, so beautiful and magical, but they are only memories now. Getting more and more vague every week, every month. Sometimes it is scary to realise that what was then the most important thing, is now vanishing into nothing. Soon there will be nothing. Just a story to tell.
So scary, and yes, sad. To leave behind something, you don't want to let go. But there's no other way.

Good old times

Smoking is healthy, I heard.

...if you're a cancer