Finite Dreams

A girl in search of the meaning of life. I'm slowly finding my place in this thing called life.

Friday, August 20, 2004

Ghosts of the Past

Everyone has ghosts from their past that they would rather forget. God knows I have a lot. Some I have already confronted and reconciled with. There are others who have chosen to run away from me. That I cannot do much about, so I let them be. But there are others who remain like the fungi that grow on trees.

Anyway, how do I drive away these ghosts? Most of the time, I just try to erase them completely from my life. I cut off all ties and leave no trace of them whatsoever in my life. Sometimes I tear up all their letters, burn their pictures and delete their numbers from my cellphone.

Last night I was talking to my friend Cecil and we were talking about how no matter how hard we try to run away, the past still catches up with us eventually. I had to admit it was true. I have already burned his pictures which have both me and him in it. I tore up his graduation picture which was the only evidence I had left that he once loved me. I even deleted his number from my cellphone a long time ago. The problem is, I still have his number in my head. The ironic thing is, I only remember it clearly when I am dead drunk.

Actually, I still have at least 2 pictures left with both me and him in it. I just don't feel like burning it because does it really help? Plus, don't I want to have something to look back on when I am old? I don't know. I really just want to forget. Of course, time has already dulled the pain and also the love. I just wish I no longer had to be reminded of him. Problem is circumstances always seem to be conspiring against me.

Oh well, I just have to live with this for now. Eventually, we all forget in the end.