I didn't have anything, but I was so happy... And I feel so bad...because I don't miss those memories... I lost him forever... But sometimes in the night, when I fall asleep, in the midst of the darkness I can remember... I was so happy, I just remember this... and it hurts so much. The feeling of how I felt, but without the memories... And I hate myself for that. I erased the best memories of my life, Because I was afraid to relive them... I feel drowning, Restrained by the same clouds on which I dreamed of being happy ...☁️ I hope to find those memories again, at the bottom of this pond made of tears, remorse and depression in which I live...🥀