Echoes
The echoes creep in unexpectedly
They are the memories
The good...
The "I Love You"s
The shimmering smiles
The bad...
The "I don't want to date you"s
Or the horrible things of your past
Upon you, without a reason

Why do they enter?
At times when you don't need them
At times when you least expect them
If they're in the past why do they keep revisiting?

Nobody minds the good memories
But why is it always the bad ones that keep creeping in without reason

The loved ones lost forever
By good cause, are okay to have
But why are they always pushed aside by the loved ones that hurt you?

Why must things be this way?
Whether a pessimist or optimist, it doesn't matter because life and its realities always lean to the pessimistic side

Life is evil by nature
Do our memories need to be this way as well?
Why can't the good ever outweigh the bad in at least one thing?

To hold a steady, peaceful mind
Is to be blissful
And oh to always be blissful

May the echoes of evil halt to a silent whisper
And come and go as quickly as the wind
May the fond memories stay instilled in us forever
Imprinted in our minds and hearts
To bless us and to make us blissful