salience
September 21, 2003
I find you in my things randomly: the stuffed animals, pictures, scribbled notes from your visits, smells, all pieces of someone whom I never knew. The jokes and memories were a part of a persona, a persona I wanted in my life. I've been coping with a loss, something I was never able to understand. But see, I can't lose something that was never mine in the first place. I can only lose what I have given, what I believed. Now all I can do is thank you. Thank you for the laughs, thank you for the lessons. It's time to move on.
lasaliente, 17:42
