It's just a memory - Mikan's Bazar

I've got all those thoughts that I don't want to process, because I don't want to remember that hole inside me.

My brain however doen't stop remembering. I can't help dreaming when I sleep. But in the morning i am so messy, trying to figured out if I need to analyse those dreams or not, because they feels so real. Even the smell, and these caress on my skin.

It was a time when I could just write everything and clear my mind. I haven't write in years. Not that it is easyer for me to express what I feeling but because I thought all of that was behind me. I can't help how I feel but I don't know if i am suppose to perceive it that way

It would be way more easy to simply talk, but I can't, for various reason...

I have no idea what i am going to do with it, but maybe for the first time I am not afraid, more nostalgic that anything...