Never Dead And Gone

Things are rarely that simple. Just because something is happening doesn't mean there aren't two sides to the story. What things may look like isn't exactly what they are most of the time. I certainly don't see it that way. Maybe things have reasons. Maybe those reasons are short-lived. Maybe people still believe those things they told themselves back then.

People will always look back, remember and keep those promises they made.

We move on. That doesn't mean we forget. That doesn't mean we stop remembering the past. Or abandon it. We may have reasons for what we do. Reasons most shocking. It's not easy. When people hope for. And others see it as a desperate dream. But then we drop it. So why is it them that find it hard to let go? I thought they were the ones to acknowledge the truth. Why is it them who have the hardest time to accept? Why is it people who dream that find it possible to let go?

But things are rarely that simple. The what and how that I do now are a fine line maybe someday easily stretched and broken. I keep holding on to the past. I have never stopped feeling what I did. I have never stop caring or loving. I've never stopped hoping. It's still there; simply stored away in a special place within me. Not a special memory but a hope still alive...never dead and gone.