Things From The Past

In the attic I sorted out
things from the past
There were old pictures, old letters
And all kind of objects
that have memories tied to them
– I always stored a lot

I went through different periods
of my life
And nostalgia, sadness and pride
caught me
I wanted to let go, I wanted to throw
the things that don’t serve me no more

But then, all of a sudden, I got scared
And I wanted to hold, I wanted to keep
Like yesterday grasped me by my ankles
And begged me to still have its feet
firmly in my today

I realized that memories
are not in those objects
But are stored in mind and heart
And the only way to move forwards,
and to be free, is to let go



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