You tell yourself
and for the most part, you are
but then on every corner
every Facebook memory
there you are creeping back in
Wipe the slate clean they say
But if my mantra is
"Je ne regrette rien"
To delete the pictures
Not possible really
Would mean denying a whole part of my existence
of the person I am
Couldn't be this person without those experiences
So inextricably intertwined
Like those creeper vines growing off those hundred year old trees...
guess everything has a purpose
Trick is to savour to memories and focus on being happy in spite of it all...
