What was I saying?

I was always afraid of losing things. "If you really cared about it, it wouldn't be missing" my father used to say. I was terrified of my stuffed animals think I didn't care about them when they fell off my bed. My teachers thinking I hate their class when I forgot my folder or my homework. My mom thinking I despised her when I forget her favorite flower. I hated losing things.....until you until I saw what you did, until I heard what you were said, until you showed me what you were. I begged the Goddess Mnemosyne to let me gaze upon her, so I may forget you. Forget everything. But she never appeared. A snake in sheep's clothing, not a single thing made sense to me. A beautiful mess used by Ares to break me down and win a war I didn't know I was in. A war you brought upon me, just so you felt justified in your actions. I hate forgetting things, but forgetting you would be peace in pandoras world.