i read it somewhere...

memories....

By the river side I sat down and wept.I heard that everything that falls into the waters of this river is transformed into the rocks that make the riverbed.If only if I could tear my heart out and hurl it into the current,then my pain and longing would be over, and I would finally forget.

By the river side I sat down and wept. The winter air chills the tears on my cheeks,and my tears fall into the cold waters that course past me. Somewhere, this river joins another, then another, until-far off sight, all of them merge into the sea.
May my tears run just as far, that my love might never know that one day I cried for him. May my tears run just as far so that I forget everything, the trees, the mists and the paths we walked together.I shall forget the roads, the mountains and the fields of my dreams-the dreams that will never come true.

I remember my "magic moment' when "yes" or "no" can change one's life forever. It seems so long ago now. It is heard to believe that it was only last week that I found my love once again, and then lost him.
As I write this story my hands are freezing, my legs are numb, and every minute I want to stop.

I heard someone whispering, "Seek to live. remembrance is for the old"he said
Perhaps love makes us old before our time-or young, if youth has passed. But how can I not recall those moments? That is why I write-to try to turn sadness into longing, solitude into remembrance. So that when I finish writing this story I can toss it into the river.I think only then the water can extinguish what flames have written.