When we receive something pleasant, we record it down along with the images in our conscious mind; which could be a gift, a word spoken or even an action carried out. We remember better if we relate one particular piece of information to a pleasant picture or even by creating an off-colour joke out of it as it is able to entertain us and make us laugh. We sing better when we put in our feelings and when we put ourselves into the situations as the lyric goes, where the little scenarios will be put on the screen inside our heads as though the history repeats itself again. Perhaps it is the happiness we’ve gained in the past which makes us not willing to let go whatever we are supposed to, perhaps it is the sincerity of the people around that we refuse to finish off the snacks which they got it for us as souvenirs or even a gift and perhaps it is just us not want to forget the little memorable events they’ve put us through and that we’resomebodyin someone’s heart after all. It is somehow ironic to see how we’re supposed to not pile up the titbits for a long period of time to the point it expires, hence losing everything we’ve wanted to keep all this while and yet, it happens; similar to how we manage our lives sometimes, which we tend to hold onto every single little happy moments we’ve had until the very day we’re supposed to let go so that it would ease our pain, and yet we don’t. Guess I should finish off the chocolates in my room and the ones in the kitchen which the old man brought home from Giant.
