Memories, memories are blissful.
Time, time is unstoppable, forever marching forth.

Memories are used to fill the void in your mind to prove to yourself that your life had meaning.
Special items from the past help you remember the good times you’ve had, they help prove that your life had meaning.

Your memories are one of the only things that are truly yours; no one else has your memories of your experiences and your loved ones.

My watch is my special item, full of memories and adventures with it.
Every scratch a memory, the most noticeable scratch, I got it when abseiling down a sixty-meter cliff, I slammed into the Cliffside, which caused the scratch.

My watch is strongly smells of salt from the time I wore it at Hamilton Island to the countless times I took it sailing. The fabric on my watch, warn down from the years of memories.