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  • I feel lost with the memories, although no longer lost in them.

    I want to hold onto the good ones, although the heartache often seeps in to spoil them.

    I have one reminder in the house, the others having already been removed or destroyed in the seat of anger.

    This reminder is not one I want to get rid of because I'm no longer angry.

    I want to remain a good friend and loyal to the best in you, but then I remember what you did and the disloyalty you showed me.

    How to react? What to do? Where to keep the memories?

    Store them away for a day in which I can look on without raw emotion? Or move on and lose all and any link I have to what we once both claimed together?

    I'm not sure. I don't know how to proceed.

    I do know that I'm holding onto new memories like trophies.

    My newest memory is a trophy for moving on without regret. It's a trophy for keeping a smile on my face while feeling my heart fall to pieces. It's a trophy that proves that there's life after you.

    Which brings me back again to the past. What would I really lose if I lost every bit of you that I ever owned apart from my memories? I doubt I would lose much, especially knowing that as the past recedes, so too does our memory of it. This leads me to believe that someday I will only remember the good, the blessings, the love.

    That's what I hope because I know that what you did, your actions, isn't really you. It's the fear, it's the insecurity. And those are the parts of you I'd rather let go of.

    For now the memory of you is hidden in a closet where I rarely look. It's sitting, waiting, wondering what it's fate will be.

    For now that's enough.

    Only time will tell if that's enough for me...
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