"Sittin in the staircase holdin back tears. Lookin over mad years worth of photographs. Pictures of some places I'm never going back. Some people I used to love, why I aint show'em that?....."
I reflected Sunday with a friend, at brunch, over Margaritas. I cried. Again. I knew you were important to my life for a long time now, but in the past 8 months the future grew murkier. "I know that life took us apart, but you're still within my heart. I go to sleep, and feel your spirit next to me" but its hard. Maybe I needed the space as much as you. I possibly had become too dependent upon you for support and forgotten how to stand on my own two feet. You helped me find my way to prayer and I will keep you and yours in them always. The bookstore, Chipotle and Coldstone never will be the same without you. But if all I have are the memories, then they will have to suffice. Go forth restless wanderer, and if this is the end, it has been more blessing that I ever could've asked for.
"...and when my life is over, remember when we were together...."
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