You know how sometimes people said it is best not to have hopes then to have the crashing feel when they are not realised. I know the correct phrase is not to pine your hopes too high but again when is the time when you have a hope, and it is not flying higher than you try to control?

I guess part of the catalyst is human's greed or desire.
Although there is always this stinging bitter aftertaste each time a hope crash but somehow you still managed to find the very minor sweet taste that's on the other side of the tongue.
Maybe it is the memories..whatever that were left.

Bittersweet aftertaste. That is how memory tastes like.