Bag full of memories

I open my bag of memories

looking at the bits and pieces

of myself ,memories-407021_640

pretty little bits,

some not so pretty words
of emotions

that were quite addictive .

making me question

why did it happen at all?

if it did why didn’t it last forever?

I close my bag

with lingering regrets and pain

I cant seem to let go of.

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