The Memory That Wouldn’t Let Go

He tried to move on. Tried to forget the sound of her voice and the weight of that day.

But the memory didn’t fade. It sat in the corners of his dreams soft, uninvited. Louder every time he ignored it.

He didn’t want the photo. He didn’t mean to keep it. But every time he tried to throw it away, the sea brought it back.

That’s the part he never said out loud.

The photo in his hands wasn’t just a reminder. It was a mirror. A moment sealed in salt and silence that still believed something he no longer did.

He told himself it didn’t mean anything anymore. But his hands wouldn’t let go.

Because you can leave a person. You can stop saying their name. But you can’t unmake a vow the ocean witnessed.

The waves know the difference between forgetting… and pretending to forget.

And he wasn’t fooling the tide.

-- The Dreamkeeper