The gift of remembering is a terrible thing,
Memories of the past, a tear will bring.
But before ignorance clouds my brain
I must abstain from pretending the intractable pain -
Of life doesn’t exist,
For it impacts us all throughout our lives,
And so does joy - allowing hurt to subside.

I must remember,
How dare I forget!
My ambivalence towards memory is something that didn't last,
Ironically another memory in my mind’s past.