They have an innate ability of looking at you, without you knowing- behind the curtains or lurking around some corner of your brain and then they catch you off guard- just like that school bully who hit you hard in your legs with an iron rod, while he claimed he was a friend helping you.
Memories and relationships wear off with time.The ones from the distant past, I mean. But sometimes they find a way to creep into your present, linger on for a day or two till you kick it off like a pariah dog.Only that they come back again.
In between all of this life happens burying everything under soft delicate layers that form over time, with a sprinkling of your favourite dark chocolate on top of it. Just like the Black forest.Except that it can be cut through and eaten off easily, with your past staring at you in the present.
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