thirty-one.

always remember.

it's impossible to hold my book of life in the palm of my hands.
it's impossible to flip the pages back to the day i wish never came.
it's impossible to highlight the sentences that i want to forever keep in memory.

it's impossible for me to bend the edge of pages i need to meditate on and learn from.
it's impossible to bury it underneath the thick residues of lint and dust.
it's impossible to forget the climaxes and the downfalls illustrated in my book of life.

i will always remember.