Forgetfulness

I guess I had forgotten to live, to wake up in the morning and smile, even though I know that waking up early is very annoying. I had completely forgotten how it was like to feel the sea breeze and take a deep breath, feel the peace, feel that nothing else matters but that moment.
I had forgotten that there are good and sincere people, that some people are there to let you down and others to make you go to heaven, some people can give you many punches in the face and others may give you affection and good advice.
I had forgotten that we have a beautiful world out there while I'm crying in my room, there are places I can't even imagine now. I had forgotten that my greatest promise may be my own worst punishment, that my greatest love can be a big pain, but can also be the reason of happier days, days less lonely.
I had forgotten to interpret my dreams and I left them aside, even though they frighten me so much. I had forgotten that life does not need our questions, she just wants us to live intensely while things are going and leaving us behind.
I had forgotten so many things, and I admit I only remember a few at the moment.
Once I managed to forget who I am and why I'm still here. Then I've decided to forget only one thing in this life, to forget about asking so many questions unanswered.