I wonder about my repressed memories.. both good and bad.. both memories of my highlights and memories of my down lights.. When I sit here and read some letters. as I read ...re-read some of the messages. I look and wonder how I didn't see this coming or going. I never see you any more I never hear about you any more.. I moved on, I went on and left.. but Its hard to remember anything with out you. As usual I make myself laugh and that brings my personal sunshine in my life. I make my own moves, I do my own thing, I I think.. then I stop thinking and the thoughts then become repressed. not here anymore.. just a memory I can't remember Its in the past. All gone.. but its still there.. I'm leaving?... no Im here .. just not there..