Why are you still looking at me like that? Just memories

Why are you still looking at me like that? Just memories

"Why are you still looking at me like that? Just memories," she said with a hint of sadness in her voice. The words hung in the air, heavy with the weight of the past. Memories have a way of lingering, of haunting us long after they have passed. They can be both a comfort and a burden, a source of joy and pain.

Memories are like snapshots of our lives, frozen moments that we carry with us wherever we go. They shape who we are, influencing our thoughts, feelings, and actions. They can bring a smile to our face or tears to our eyes, depending on the emotions they evoke.