I am someone's Keeper.
The dreams, the letters, the tokens, the messages of love that never got through, the promises that was never kept, the life that has been thrown away. I am keeping all these as I am someone's Keeper. They let it go and searched for someone who will hold such treasures and keep it away from them, lest they want to remember again what had happened.
You find yourself a Keeper when everything is too painful to bear. You choose a Keeper you can trust, someone who will not remind you of the past that had happened. The Keeper should always tell you to move on and to be happy while he or she is trying to hide all those memories away from you. Someone you know will give you back those tokens of love, if you ask for it, once he or she is sure that you have moved on, but will still keep these treasures because they know you won't be needing them anymore.
To be a Keeper, you must first earn the trust of that person. One must also know how well to hide these treasures. A Keeper must take good care of those treasures because he or she knows it's not hers; they only got it for safe keeping. A Keeper must have a keen eye and a good perspective. A Keeper should not always be the closest friend.
I too have a Keeper. I had to carefully select the person who will keep those memories at bay, never again to be remembered. I still look back sometimes but I never ask my Keeper to show me again those treasured memories. They are best kept as they are, safely hidden in the confines of a locked cabinet.
I couldn't keep the memories that was once mine. It is no longer my job nor do I have any space of that in my life. My Keeper knows I will not need them anymore.
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