Where do memories go and die? Do you bring them to the graveyard, bury it six feet under, and place a bunch of flowers over it?
What about memories that you prefer not to revisit? Is that why people scatter the remains of someone into the sea or send it over the sky with a literal bang? That there is no point sitting by the headstone wiping tears and recounting the pain year after year.
Why do people visit graveyards? Is it to heighten those memories? Is it to console the dead that they are still remembered and loved? Is it to avoid feeling guilty lest we forget?
What if there is no point remembering all that anymore, however great those memories were? Or perhaps we will never lose those memories, we simply forgot why they cease to be important with time.
