Inevitably
There's nothing in the world that clings As does a memory that stings; While happy hours fade and pass, Like shadows in a looking-glass.
Georgia Douglas Johnson
There's nothing in the world that clings As does a memory that stings; While happy hours fade and pass, Like shadows in a looking-glass.
A painful memory has a stubborn grip. That is the central idea here: happy moments slip away almost as soon as they happen, but hurtful moments return and cling.
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