Gifts, tokens.

Fragments of memories that seem to transcend the passage of time. It encapsulates that very moment, the emotion into a physical object. One that reminds ever so often. A syntactic entity that was given semantic content.

But even as these physical memories serve to reminisce, they too remind of both the good that was, and the loss that is.

Memories in the mind fuzz over time. Its impression based. Generally, a good opinion about a person is enough for you to see them in good light. With time, the fuzz covers all other memories and you only remember the good stuff. Sadly it works the same as a bad opinion.

Then again. There are some memories that are seared into your brain. Those that hurt, that slashes you up, those that leave you stripped of skin and swimming in the Dead Sea. Those that people build mental walls against.

These, we can never forget.