If we let go of what haunts us, would we lose what makes us human?


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I lit a candle for the things I can’t forget,
watched the smoke spell out their names.
They never leave;
they just learn new corners of the dark.


The walls remember laughter,
the floor remembers rain.
I walk inside those echoes
and call it home again.

Your shadow still knows mine by heart,
it moves before I do.
Even silence wears your shape
when the night pulls through.

Memory, gentle ghost,
lie beside me, keep me close.
You’re the fire in the cold,
the story that won’t grow old.

I taste old summers in the dust,
hear footsteps that were never gone.
Time bends around the things we loved
it can’t erase, it just moves on.

Every face I tried to let go
still breathes inside my chest.
They whisper, we were real once,
and I nod, and let them rest.

Memory, gentle ghost,
lie beside me, keep me close.
You’re the fire in the cold,
the story that won’t grow old.

If forgetting is forgiveness,
then I’m still learning how to pray.
But I’d rather burn with what I’ve lost
than freeze in empty grace.

Stay with me,
just until the dawn.
When the warmth is gone,
be the ghost that keeps me warm.

Memory Is the Ghost That Keeps Us Warm

fractured does not mean broken... 
its means becoming..

These are not for charts, this is not for fame. This is for the one who finds it and dreams with it. Even if only a single soul ever listens, the story will live.

Memory Is the Ghost That Keeps Us Warm

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