Once everything is perfect then life settles back in and so do the memories of what was and is your past. Life was great until the memories that have been rendered as flashbacks were created. It started off as a simplistic idea then a big grotesque battle for sanity, strength, and mentality. It starts simple and securely thought out, the becomes a crash and impulsive in size. Destroyed and forever lost as a whole until found and refurbished, just to remind me of a dying line and hope of security
