ghosts

we live surrounded by ghosts. and i don't mean those related with broken love stories (those might linger around and haunt us for some time, but eventually they'll fade away). i mean ghosts of everything we did. of everything we haven't done. of the paths blocked by our choices. of our mistakes. of our lies. and they haunt us silently, but they never let go. and sometimes, they come back to life and point the finger and try to drown us in guilt.

somethings are not meant to last forever. i'm surprised to see how long this one held.