Memories

Memories fade. They cloud and collect dust. Once bright and vivid now a dull shade of gray. They escape when we need them most. Leaving us grasping to cling on to a minor detail. Desperate not to lose it. It's funny how some memories are kept in vaults and locked in safes. Those are the forbidden ones. The ones that must be stopped. Keep them hidden in the tombs of your soul. Swallow the key. Burn the map. Abandon ship. Memories can evoke the senses. A smell. A touch. A taste. A sound. Your body working overtime to keep up with the sensations.All for the sake of remembering or forgetting.