Its the same time of the year..... the memories of last year came back flooding .
The Memories that makes me vulnerable and memories that makes me
want to crawl into the earth or vanish in to thin air.
There is nothing I can do, but try to live with it, learn
to survive with it as memories are a way to hold on things you love and the
things that you never want to lose.
It must be a misfortune that these memories for me are black
