Is it the connection we feel with someone, or is it their absence that makes us wonder? It is easy to make someone laugh and easier to make someone cry but it is not as easy to be remembered. Memories are special fragments of the people we love just as nightmares are the fragments of those who hurt us. Why do certain people remain in our memories and others dwell in our nightmares? Why are certain moments recalled with a smile that spreads to our eyes and other moments are buried deep in the corners of our hearts where we try to forget the pain it caused us? Why do some people turn into angels we long for even though we might never see them again and others turn into regrets? Some people are like seeds that grow in our souls and nurture us when we feel lonely. Others pull us down deeper every time and make us feel insignificant and forgotten. What makes us feel this way? Is it another human being and what that person has done to us? Is it some part inside of us that we are too afraid of showing to others and have learned to suppress so that we can portray something that everyone is happy with? Is this world we create just an illusion? Or is there some truth in our preconceived ideas? What is a human heart made of? What makes one soul long for another?