Most of the time
Sometimes the past comes back to haunt you... and sometimes the past just comes back to remind you how lucky you are...
Sometimes faces appear in the most unlikely of places, and sometimes you don't get to see those faces... But word on the street is they are definitely there. Forgotten faces, like ghosts appearing out of no where... and not always a face, sometimes just the mention of the person/place/thing. Sometimes, your memory of a face fades or changes with the passing of months and years, and sometimes you're thankful that you've started to forget. Sometimes, you worry that if you saw that face, even just for a moment, you'd question everything you know. That's sometimes. But most of the time, faces/places/memories you tried to forget/almost forgot/tried to never forget...only come around to remind you that everything is as it should be. And you wouldn't change a thing.
Sometimes faces appear in the most unlikely of places, and sometimes you don't get to see those faces... But word on the street is they are definitely there. Forgotten faces, like ghosts appearing out of no where... and not always a face, sometimes just the mention of the person/place/thing. Sometimes, your memory of a face fades or changes with the passing of months and years, and sometimes you're thankful that you've started to forget. Sometimes, you worry that if you saw that face, even just for a moment, you'd question everything you know. That's sometimes. But most of the time, faces/places/memories you tried to forget/almost forgot/tried to never forget...only come around to remind you that everything is as it should be. And you wouldn't change a thing.
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