All the memories you left are the best ones I've got but the worst to remember. Every moment flashes clearly in my mind like it was just yesterday. It's so close that I can almost touch it, feel it... I'm still here stranded, a part of me got over, but the best is still trapped in this oblivious illusion created by your memories. I killed it many times. In the process I killed me. And as I revive myself from a near death experience, your memories, rooted in me, lives again. I want to forget... But if I do, I will have nothing left. They're the only ones I've got.