Amnesia of Spring

Memories you say?

"You don't want to build memories now?", said the shadowy creature with white robe.

I tilt my head and said nothing.
The phantom was making a garlands of  baby breaths and daises.

It sighed and said, "Okay, no need to give a reply. I know you are being just perplexed.
But... let me mind you, someday the same you will yearn for these present silly, little, vague instances  and will just tell  to yourself 'damn, if only I had not being picky and had put out my tantrums away...', therefore, I let you know the future so you don't lament."

"Why on earth should I crave for these insignificant nameless things?"

I place my Kalimba on the lavender covered maple's stump and began to spout out."Those mundane men , those good for nothing moments...(I stammered and breathes in an unsync way)
It returned me more thorns that you can imagine."

"So , what 'bout the good?",it questioned back.

"What's the use of storing the good if most of them are sunken in hollow and filled with emptiness,darkness, and loneliness. It is just like a dark unvisited corridor.You lost you way and nothing good happens but just suffer.That's why I suggest to let go of memories cause they're just a bunch of trash.Nothing more. Therefore, I mind you to let go of memories and live the present.Smile now, cry now.But never try to being back memories. The consequences are always stupid!"said I.

"Fair enough!"- he uttered, crowned me the garland and vanish away in deep space.

"Really pointless", I remarked and snap out.