Something of the past

The past is the memories, the scars

the past is, in fact, part -and only part- of the vital substance that made us, as we are today, in cells and mind
the past is the destinies that couldn't be.

If we remember, we will find, in remote corners of our braïn, imposing narrations about semi-legendary times, moments full of dreams, and even, things that we did, which look like unreal on through the misty bridge of the years.


The past returns to tell us that one day we were happy (or not), and that today, we only can be it, but in another way.