My curse is memory

I wonder how much happier my life would be if I could forget everyone I've ever met. To forget the past, people who've hurt me and the people I miss. Just start over new with the people who are still here and still care. 


Moving on is harder to do, when the one that you love moves faster than you. 

When I talk about a "he or him" it's the same person that I've been holding onto for five years. I have had connections with men before him and after him but nothing ever came of it. Mostly I wonder if I'm holding on because I'm not sure of what could've been or what was. [...]