Sleepless. . .

12:33 am.

Why do memories that I am trying to forget to try to occupy my mind once again? I try to bury it and start anew, but a time comes that it just reappears and make me wallow in the what-ifs and what-could-have-beens and what-had-bèens once more.

I am always asking the heavens to keep the memories away from me unless it has something to do with my near future.

 So please heavens, I hope you listen.