Literature
.:Sapphire Blue:.
You hold the answer deep within your mind.
Consciously you've forgotten it.
That's the way the human mind works.
Whenever something is too unpleasant, too shameful for us to entertain, we reject it.
We erase it from our memories.
But the imprint is always there...
A year ago.
Yes, that's how long it's been.
It seems like eternities ago, doesn't feel like it's only been 365 days, 19 hours, 28 minutes.
I wish with all my might that I might forget the events of that day, that it might disappear into nonexistence and eternal darkness. Rip it up and throw away the shameful fragments, so that I may never be able to witness it again.
Even