Sitting in a room
That felt like a blanket of old memories
Made me realize
They don’t really go away
They are just there
A little hidden
In all our minds

The memories are like
A game of join the dots
And even if one dot
Is brought in front of us
The whole episode
Just starts replaying
Or we can see it clearly
Like a map
The dots join themselves

Like we always think
That with time
They will go away
But they just stay
Waiting for the right dot
To appear
For them to present themselves

They haunt us in their own way
Appear and disappear again
Till another dot is visible !!!



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