i always see people as an author of a book, a writer of a story we create with all the twists and turns. and memories is something that we keep between those pages. sometimes, we revisit them to reread what happened in olden times. sometimes we tear them off. i guess memories are the closest thing we have to our past.

and just like a story, there are parts of the memory that we cherish more than the others. maybe because you created them with a special someone? or you know how much effort you put to create that one.

for me, memories are something i keep so dearly. i've always been a keeper and memories are my little treasure that i can carry everywhere even though the people that became part of them are now long gone.