“It is easier to hold onto pain than to joy. Our pain marks us, leaving behind a trail of sorrows. Joy disappears under the grief, masked by a thick curtain of despair. Even the beautiful memories are tinted with melancholy. A distress fills our hearts as we long for those memories past, questioning if such a feeling with ever be relived.
But of no fear, for time is near, that all will be forgotten.”
~ an excerpt from Gone to Paris