why is it that you are never able to remember the days that are good. Days when no harm have been done to your dreams. Days when everything is so perfect that you just fly with time and forget the moment as time forgets whats past. Days those are like water which have quinch your thirst but now you don't remember its taste. why......???
Is it the truth of life ????
Is it that only pain can be remembered more than the good days????
or
its just us.....
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