-Scraps of moments-

I carry everything that links me to a memory. I secure them in boxes and treasure them forever. Be it a piece of paper, a broken keychain, a scribbled note, a letter, a picture, an old journal, a dry rose, I carry it all, I have carried it all through my life.

And this is me, I am made out of those little things. Those little things, they weave me with memories long lost and paints flashbacks with colours of serenity. Like an old book that leaves a smile when we read our favourite line, these little things never fails to leave a smile on my face.

Those are scraps of moments I have learnt to treasure and those scraps are memories I often hold onto.


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