Losing my memory doesn’t seem so bad.
It would erase the pain, let me start over. Forget you. Forget the memories. Forget the heartbreak. Forget the loss.
The weight of the world pinning me down would no longer exist.
A fresh start, you know? The type where nothing in the past matters. All that matters is the future. I’d be able to look forward and actually see myself alive for the first time.
