Memory is a Curse

His curse was his impeccable memory
He used to hate how he couldn’t forget things
Memories and things people told him used to haunt him and make him bitter
He didn’t want to remember that painful detail
He didn’t want to remember that disgusting thing that hurt the people he cared about

But now…

She hopes that he will think of her on those days when he was supposed to remember
When he made promises the year before for the year to come
When the day comes and they aren’t together as promised
When a memory flickers past through a smell
A taste
A touch
A sound

A mind is a blessing and a curse
One that can bring together or pull apart
One that can make someone hurt or love
One that hopefully has the power to unite

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