The Gift.
It's been exactly a year since all the trying took place.
Trying new things, trying things that weren't meant for me.
I cant believe the things I've done and I still cringe at the mere thought of it.
I cant believe it.
I'm not sure if now is what happy is all about, but at least I feel a lot more grounded.
Time is probably the greatest gift, because it really does heal all wounds.
Being able to erase unwanted memories like it almost never existed - is this forgetting?
For once, I think I've tasted what it's like to genuinely forget.
(:
But more time wouldn't hurt.
Because it's always the littlest things left that are the hardest to erase.
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FLEA DAY 1 AND 2
BEFORE/AFTER
